I was just browsing my travel pics to decide which and how many of them I want to have printed, and I have noticed that there are recurring situations, scenarios and places that I like to visit anywhere I go and that I love to portray (and portray myself in).
It’s like if some important part of my personal happiness depends on those kind of places.
As many blogger might understand, my morning-and-coffee reflection turned into a blog post title, specifically “XX things that will make your travel a better place/happier”.
Then, the judgemental Sabrina told me, with a furrowed brow: “Babe, that’s no lifestyle blog! Who cares about what makes your life happy?”
And the sunny and easygoing Sabrina replied: “But I’ll tell what can make other people feel good too”.
And then she said: “You don’t know what makes other people happy. You are a blogger, not a psychologist!”
And that’s the point of the conversation when the Blogger-Sabrina showed up and said: “Well, ladies, this is my own f*** blog, and I write what the heck I like!”.
So, thanks to the blogger’s resolution, here we go with the 7 things that make my travels a better place, my life a better life and the world a better world. And yes, they can eventually work with you too.
1 – Beer/wine and tapas
No matter if I’m abroad for a vacation or in Milan for work, when I find a sunny terrace (public or private) and can drink a good beer or wine with a friend and some tapas I need to stop that moment in a picture. No need to put it on Instagram right away, I used to do that when Instagram and facebook weren’t there yet. That’s just a way to stop a moment and remember forever how I felt and how happy I was.
No, not relaxed of carefree. Happy is the right, underrated and scary word.
2 – Give me water
I love water! Sea, rivers, lakes and… Navigli, in Milan. The picture above was taken just one week ago, the first time I came back to Milan (before flying to London) after the Expo. I was so happy for the restyling of the Navigli and you really must see it.
When I left Milan (I have lived there for 5 years), that area was still ugly and dirty. Well, there were pubs and bellavita, but the city looked like an old lady, rich and disappointed of life, surrounded by people interested in her money.
Now you’ll see young people, true life, colors… all given by a simple (and finally clean) water flow.
3 – Barefooting in the grass
When you see green and fresh grass get off your shoes and start walking in the grass.
You’ll feel the energy of the land, the freedom of not caring about what people think, what would your mother/father say, how and if the area can be dirty etc.
If you’re not satisfied and want more, lie down on the grass, and get free even by the worry to ruin your dress.
4 – Listen to street music
The reason why I love buskers is that I love their freedom to do what they love most, without caring about money, success, being rockstars. They face their own public, they are the music itself.
And music makes me happy and it will make you happy too.
Listening to a street music performances is like going to a very cheap concert where you can also finally have a chat with the musician.
5 – Flowers and colors
No surprise, I’m a very girly girl. Or better, I’m a childy woman (not childish, just childy), as I’m attracted by colors.
Are happy people attracted by colors or are colorsable to make people happy? I don’t know, but in the meantime I suggest you to follow colors.
Colored places, flowers, people.
6 – Surround yourself with positive people
I know I may seem selfish, and yes, I am. Like everyone is.
I only get along with positive people. My friends or the people i spend time with can have all the faults in the world. They can be vain (it’s not a fault at all to me), they can be selfish (see above), incostant. But being positive is in my opinion the most caring and altruistic attitude you can have.
Shall I tell you the truth? There are people that look for me just when they perceive I’m not well. I don’t like it. I’m afraid of people who are there only when they feel that I am in trouble. I consider it a strange and dangerous perversion. I love people who are happy to see me happy.
When I share moments with people living in a everlasting complaining mood, I feel weaker, I lose energies.
The very last but not the least (I’d even say the first) secret: Don’t be afraid to tell you are happy, if you really are.
I think doing the best to be happy is the highest form of altruism, and sharing this mood is the best gift you can make to the people you love and to strangers.
I always look for new insights! Tell me in comments below what makes your life and travels a happier and better “place”.