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Spring break. A time of excessive fun, partying and most of all exploration. After spending quite a few breaks home bored and starving for any adventure, I decided to pull myself from the pits of discontentment and found myself planning a trip to the Netherlands. I had traveled alone before but this time around, it was not a quick 2 hour domestic flight to Orlando but rather a 9 hour flight with a swift stop in Iceland. To say that did not scare the living out of me would be an extreme lie. However, there’s a motto I went by during this trip which later on turned out to be the best thing I could’ve said to myself. Life is meant to be lived, fully even if sometimes I have to do things that make my stomach twist and turn. It is important to listen to my gut. A sense of peace had washed over me during my flight or maybe it was my body processing the time change. Anyway, the flight from Iceland to Netherlands ended as swiftly as it had started and here I was facing my fear. Here I was in a new country, with no understanding of the language even though I was equipped with my french fluency. Although that one aspect could have stop me from doing the things I wanted, I still pushed through the little voice in my head that told me to not be adventurous, to stay in bed. The beauty of the country took my breath away to the point where I did not wish to go back home. I was amazed at the fact that the trains were barely crowded and man, did they look clean which was a surprise to me. Going to the club ended up being an eye opener for me, perhaps due to the fact that nobody really cared about anything. I mean some people were popping molly with absolutely no regrets. Maybe my innocence is showing here but never had I seen this happen and so closely to the point where if I wanted to be part of the fun, I could’ve. The food in Netherlands— My beloved grandfather would always say “You cannot travel anywhere and not taste its cuisine” and that I did. However during this trip, I felt the urge to branch out and ended up trying out Indian food which became a favorite. After days of exploring the city and learning how to take the metro, my 6 day trip to Netherlands came to an end. Parting with the country felt as if I was leaving my home. What had brought me fear ended up being the catalyst for a change in me. By the time I had gotten home, I promised myself to travel more and set out on adventures as often as I can.