The Importance of Noticing Details and Being Present

Details are so important. I live my live surrounding them. As an anxious person, there’s nothing more important than details. As a traveler, nothing should be more important than details.

But sometimes it’s really really hard to notice details when you’re travelling. It’s super easy to get caught up in looking at all the big things that everyone else is noticing. I mean once you lock eyes on the Eiffel Tower, you can’t really focus on anything else. Or at least, it’s really hard to focus on everything else.

I have come to love details the most. They’re my favourite things about travelling. All the big, amazing things are incredible, but the small things keep me learning. They keep me surprised and renewed and in love with where I am. They keep me present.

And being present is the most important part of travelling, because not only do you remember what you see, but you remember what you feel. Being a naturally very observant person, this probably comes more easily to me than a lot of people. You get a deeper meaning from everything that is happening to you. Unfortunately, you will probably miss it more because you formed a deeper connection.

A really good way to notice details and remain present is to journal, and journal about everything. Even if you don’t feel like what you’re writing is an important contribution, write it in there anyway. You’ll thank yourself later, I promise. Write about everything you see (draw it if  you can!), but go deeper. Also write about how it makes you feel, what you smell, what you hear, what you learned.  Even the most seemingly trivial details will make you laugh, cry, cringe, and remember when it is over. And take pictures! or videos! even of the most stupid stuff!













You won’t just remember that it  was raining when you were on the train to Germany, you’ll remember the way the rain drops looked and the sound they made when they hit the train windows. You won’t just remember the cute little cafe, you’ll remember the big fat orange cat that sat on the stone steps and watched you as you walked by. You won’t just remember eating pastries outside your favourite bakery, you’ll remember how the sun looked shining on the awnings, how the architecture of the building opposite looked, and how the summer breeze carried the smell of bread all the way down the street. You won’t just remember low tide in Venice, you’ll remember standing on the steps that are usually covered in water, the smell of the algae, and the sound of the waves.

Favourites #7 | Behind the Scenes of Munich

Flashback to the weekend of June 10, when I was travelling around Germany and Austria.


It was raining when we trained into the city, but as soon as we exited the train station and realized that we forgot our umbrellas in our suitcases (which were in a station locker) it started to pour. We kept walking towards the Neue Pinakothek, but eventually we had to stop under a building and wait a bit because the streets were flooding and the skies were pouring down in buckets. But we made it to the museum, only slightly soggy. If you ever get the chance to go to Munich, I highly reccommend going to the Neue Pinakothek (in English: New Picture Gallery). It’s an amazing museum that has some amazing compositions. I crossed a lot of stuff off my Art Bucket List here, including more Van Gogh (!!!!!) and Monet.



And we can’t forget the coffee. That would be a tragedy.


I think I made it my personal mission to try the coffee at least twice in every city. It worked out pretty well, there was only a little shaking.


Despite (or perhaps because of) the gloomy and cool weather, Munich was absolutely one of my favourite cities to visit this summer. Like a lot of cities in Europe, it’s a strange mixture of the very old and the modern. I was glad I got to see it, even if for only about 10 hours. Absolutely go if you ever get the chance.

Full Munich post here

Posts about my other travels this summer and beyond can be found here.


I’ve Seen Heaven, It’s in the Mountains

I went to heaven this weekend, it’s actually in the Bavarian  mountains.

After our day trip to Munich on my birthday, we trained further into Bavaria to a town called Berchtesgaden. Very near to Berchtesgaden is a little place called Königssee (King’s Lake). Go there. Highly recommend.

It’s a [very large] lake surrounded by [very large] mountains. It’s two days later and I’m still having trouble processing everything. It was literally so much beauty in such a short amount of time, my brain was on overload. It’s going to be hard to put it into words, so it’s a good thing I took about 892,003,726 pictures (not really, but almost). For this reason, this post comes to you in chronological parts.

1. The Boat

Okay, so to get actually into the Königssee, we took a bus from Berchtesgaden and to the “mainland”. There, we bought our tickets and got on the boat. The boat ride has two stops, depending on how far you want to go. There was a guide, and he gave information about various points of interest during the 50 minute ride (we went all the way out), but it was in German so I only got some of it. But even the boat ride out was incredible.



2. Salet

Our first stop was Salet, the docking point that is farthest from the “mainland”. We didn’t spend a while lot of time here, as there’s not really anything but a restaurant there, and the head of several hiking trails into the mountains. Although it’s got a great view of the lake, mountains, and large grassy fields of flowers.




3. Obersee

We hiked from Salet further into the mountains. We made it to this other little lake, and it was just wow. This is the part that words can’t properly express. It’s basically heaven on earth, basically the most amazing thing. I’ve never seen anything like it before, and probably won’t again anytime soon.



Still pretty sure this can’t be an actual place.


And the water here is so clear. You have complete visibility until it gets too deep.


Me by the Obersee

4. St. Bartolomä 

After we hiked back to Salet from the Obersee and ate lunch, we got back on the boat. The boat took us back into the lake, and to the (technically first stop) St. Bartolomä. It is named such after the St. Bartolomä church that is right next to the dock. This is probably the biggest section of the lake, and next to the biggest mountains. There’s a lot more to do on this side: mountains, trails, beach, church, cafe, and such. We just got off the boat and started walking into the forest, and ended up hiking to a waterfall/river.



5. And to the beaches

There’s really not much to say about the beach, the pictures do most of the talking.


Did I mention the water? Holy cow. And none of my pictures are edited, it’s all natural beauty.


Thanks for sticking around for that 5 part post. It was so much, and I didn’t even see it all. There’s lots of mountains to climb, and Hitler’s Eagles Nest as well. If you ever get the chance, go to the Königssee. I know it’s definitely something I’ll never forget.




Favourites #4 | Germany

Germany is honestly one of my favourite places. I love the German language and the culture and the history and definitely the food. Plus, it’s absolutely gorgeous.

Schloss Marienburg



Now I will end with a quote from one of my favourite poets, who just so happens to be German, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

Rest not. Life is sweeping by; go and dare before you die. Something mighty and sublime, leave behind to conquer time.