Today I was off to Amsterdam. I had to say goodbye to Natasha and her family. A bittersweet moment as I wasn’t ready to leave them, yet I was ready to see more of Europe. As it was a not so exciting day of travel. As I sat in the train station I had a moment of home sickness. I finally got wifi and was seeing everyone continuing life in Pullman and in Manhattan Beach. Were they missing out or was I missing out?
About two weeks into my trip I am having the time of my life seeing all of these amazing places. With all of the greatest moments there come. Moments not of doubt but questioning.
I was talking with John, Natasha’s dad about what goes through your head as you travel. He has traveled a lot and is familiar with it. Even before the trip, moments of doubt came in and out. The thought of going on this trip is amazing and sounds like a blast but there is way more that goes into it than just packing and going. There are so man logistics that you need to think about and things that can change in a short amount of time.
About a week or so before I was filled with stress about the trip. Could I do it? What made me think I could do this? I can do this. My parents wouldn’t let me do this if they didn’t think I could right? Who knows I’m committed so I guess we’ll find out soon.
These thoughts came back in the first few days of my trip even though I was spoiled with my own room and a nice shower in a comfortable place with family. I hadn’t had the experience of really being on my own yet. But once I had I was fine.
I finally arrived in Amsterdam and I stepped out of the train station and wow so many tourists around. I could hardly walk. There were so many people. After getting to the hostel I went out for dinner and walked around the area a little. There was such a great atmosphere around and the little of the city that I saw was beautiful. The canals make it feel so elegant and unique.

