Here’s Why I Want To Travel Alone!

By Martina Sala

I still remember the exact moment I fell in love with travel. When I was ten years old, my aunt, uncle and I were on holiday in Tuscany. On a drizzly day we decided to visit Lucca, a small city surrounded by hills. The reddish bricks, cobbled streets, trees and flowers, shops, restaurants and cafès, and the atmosphere that many years later became super popular on Tik-Tok under the name of “Italian aesthetic” or “Italian summer” totally enchanted me.

From that moment on, I repeatedly exhausted my parents with my impatience, asking them to bring me here and there until I was old enough to go with my friends.

Since that day, my passion has grown stronger. I still haven’t mastered the art of packing clothes properly, but the airport feeling is one of those emotions that I wish I could bottle and enjoy more regularly.

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