Travel is something that enriches yourself and expands the horizon.
The last two travels of mine are not very satisfying because I was with the wrong men as companions. It’s crucial to have the right ones to accompany you. With the wrong person, you’re only going to have the unexpected and unwanted journey, which is like shitting on you.
The first travel is kinda frustrating though, the guy was feeling very insecure all the time, I was not sure why he’s feeling this way nor did I ask him. He had been feeling so fucked-up insecure and being paranoid all the time, which made me really uncomfortable travel with him. So, I decided to take a solitary trip and set apart with the guy.