Hey friends,
So I’ve been noticing this trend lately—people aren’t rushing to hit 10 cities in 7 days anymore. Instaed, they’re picking one place, staying longer, and actually… you know… breathing. It’s called “slow travel,” and honestly? It’s kinda refreshing.
I mean think about it. Remember that time I went to Lisbon and spent half the trip just… lost? Not lost-lost, but wandering without Google Maps, finding a tiny café with pasteis de nata that weren’t in any guidebook. That was the highlight. Not the tower, not the museum—the getting purposefully “lost.”
But here’s the thing: slow travel isn’t just about taking more time. It’s about connection. You start to recognize the barista’s smile, learn how to say “good morning” without sounding like a tourist, maybe even make a friend who shows you the spot where locals watch the sunset.
And yeah, in our always-online world, it also becomes a sort of accidental digital detox. You forget to post because you’re too busy living it. How wild is that?
Of course, it’s not all perfect. Sometimes you get bored. Sometimes the weather sucks and you’re stuck in a small town with nothing to do. But even that… it teaches you patience. Or how to enjoy your own company.
So maybe next trip, instead of planning every hour, leave some blanks. See what happens. You might just find the part of the journey you didn’t know you were looking for.
What do you think? Have you tried slowing down? Or does that sound totally boring to you? Let’s chat in the comments.
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P.S. Sorry for any typos, wrote this on my phone while waiting for a train haha.