It’s been three months in Europe and I still wish I dared more. Yes, I grew, experienced, and did so much. I met great people and forgettable people, and I’m ready to go home. And looking back, regrets are futile, yet I wish I dared more. Wish I risked more. Because I’m probably only going to make one travel documentary in Europe. No way in hell am I going to lug around my heavy camera gear again for more than three months.
It’s been a fat journey.
Everything to be grateful for. Nothing to fear.