Traveling is the essence of my life. Taking a few days off and going on a venture to a foreign place –I can’t think of another way to make me thrilled like this! Though it’s just the third month of my life in the United States, I’ve already been to several places, exploring local beauty, keeping my curiosity, and immersing myself in passion and youth!

I love the idea of traveling alone, but it’s always better to be accompanied! Traveling with my best friend had made this trip amazing and fantastic!

On the Labor Day last month, I flew all the way from Los Angeles to Austin, Texas. I didn’t even know which direction I was going to until I finally arrived there! The heat wave reminded me that I must be heading south lol.

It’s been so long since the reunion last time. IT WAS GIRLS’ CATCHUP TIME!  We rent an SUV and she was the driver. Honestly, I was pretty surprised to see her sitting in the SUV which appeared to be a super giant tank for girls! I doubt that someone wouldn’t think it was unmanned driving through the windshield >.<.

We lived in Airbnb. It was a fantastic experience not only because it was cheaper than the hotel, but I also enjoyed the lovely conversation with the local people! I arrived earlier than my friend (she was flying from NYC), so I got the luck to have dinner with my host. She was an 60-year-old woman living with her dog Iggy. She divorced with her ex-husband and now lives alone. But she is not lonely at all! She has great taste in Art and is also a brilliant writer! She writes about amazing short stories and keeps writing journals every day. That is what I am trying to do. Great minds think alike!

I love all the little decorations on her blue, yellow, and red walls. The color matches up perfectly with each other. Every corner of her house is full of tiny little details demonstrating that the host has a warm and exquisite life.

What touched me most was her attitudes towards life. When the sun started to fall below the horizon, we began small talks as we enjoy cups of handmade ice-creams at the town. The nice and warm talks concerning love, life, work, and people made me share my little secrets and all the worries with her. The feedback was sincere and warmhearted. We were sharing like best friends. The most amazing part is that sometimes you won’t split out a single word to whom you have been with for years, but you will share all your secrets to whom you just knew for hours, spontanueously. She inspired me with her abundant insights and her charismatic maturity. I felt grateful.

See? That’s the best part of my journeys. I might forget about the places I’ve been to and things I’ve done in the city. I might not remember everyone I met in a trip, eventually. But the feeling of trusting someone and sharing some of the deepest topics would never fade away!

Traveling is not just about how many tourist attractions you’ve been to or how many photos you’ve taken. It’s about being in every scenery and mingling with people you met. It’s about feeling the pulse of the city and touching the history etched on its skin. When I was on a trip, I was trying to connect with people and understand their lives as a reflection of myself. When I come back, my heart is already fully loaded with positiveness and enthusiasm to face another bright shiny day. I guess that’s the meaning of traveling.

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