We never know how important places are going to end up being to us. Or which ones we’ll remember for years to come the most fondly. For me, the places I have the best memories are the ones that involved the people I met along the way. Exploring together, laughing, drinking, sharing secrets, just sitting with another. Yet, I notice I hardly have any photos of the people I was with. And all you can see is the place. Annecy France is so (frickin’) beautiful. The water of the lake is crystal clear.
I think it was so beautiful to me because it was a time in my life I finally started practicing being selective of how I spent my time. If I was interested, I went after it, if I wasn’t I politely yet assertively declined. If I wanted to go, I went, if I wanted to stay a little longer…I did.
I remember rebooking a room in Annecy France hostel probably 5 days in a row because I kept saying you know, I want to stay in this place another day.
So, I did. (It was actually ridiculous. I should’ve just booked 5 days and called it. Each day I had to move all my luggage to a different room to accommodate for all the new people!) The girl in the kitchen who was laughing at the tall guys jokes, that I could hear from a few rooms over…we’re still friends today. The girl who looked at me like I was crazy when I started talking to her in French, then in English, who looked at me like I had a mental problem…we’re still friends today. She actually waited 2 hours in line. Just to get the both of us tickets to a light show that took place my last evening there.
Everyone has issues, and fears, and sadness, and dreams. And we’re all looking for people to love us. Or say I get it, or maybe, I don’t get it. But let’s spend some time together, go out, be together, and help you feel good about life again.