Work. Save. Travel. Repeat.
Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comforts of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things. Air, sleep, dream, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it. - Cesare Pavese
You'll never know until you go. - your passport
I’m a sucker for cobblestones.
Gotta love these Zurich alleys.