Whenever I’m in a new city, I like to carve out some time to... wander. No agenda. No map. I’ll take a turn here, another one there, and suddenly, I’m on this random but strangely charming street that’s not in any guidebook. You know, the street where you stumble upon a quirky café or a mom-and-pop bookstore. It feels like my own slice of discovery, like the city is sharing a secret just for me.
I've always been drawn to the feeling of exploration and discovery, whether in a new city or my neighbourhood. There's something invigorating about setting out on an adventure with no destination.
