I’m used to eating out and travelling alone, because I’ve been doing it for years. But it’s only recently that I’ve realised that those are also the times I think about the people I wish I could share those experiences with and wonder: Will they like the food? Will they think it’s fun? Will they be as happy as I am? Questions like that. Maybe I need to start taking note which people I think about, out of curiosity. 💕
I’ve spent my whole afternoon in the hospital, waiting to get a scan, so I felt like I needed to reward myself. Cafes with interesting decor always fascinate me, nevermind the weird looks I get from people when I take loads of photos when I’m by myself. 💕
Little mister grumpy here is stuck working in an owl cafe in Tokyo, unable to fly or sleep in peace, because nosey little misses like me want to pet them and take photos during the day, when it’s supposed to be his bedtime. Poor guy. Tsk.
My last few trips had mostly been to cold places and now I find myself thinking about the beach more often nowadays. This photo was taken almost a year ago and seeing it makes my inner island girl scream to get out (never mind that my summer body is very well hidden inside my winter one).