Arriving in Bali was like stepping into a postcard. The air was heavy with the scent of frangipani flowers and the sound of waves crashing against the shore. As I took my first deep breath, a wave of excitement rolled over me, but this time, there was som... See more
As my plane touched down in Bali, I experienced a mix of excitement and anxiety. The lush landscapes unveiled themselves, vibrant greens and deep blues flooding through the plane’s windows as we descended. I remember sitting in my seat, heart racing, thin... See more
A Sober Arrival in Paris: My First Mocktail Adventure When I first set foot in Paris sober, it was like stepping into a vivid painting I could finally appreciate without the blur of a hangover. The Eiffel Tower loomed majestically against an azure sky, an... See more
The moment I stepped off the train at Gare du Nord, a wave of excitement washed over me. Paris! The City of Lights! Just a few years ago, this bustling station would have sent me into a tailspin of anticipation for the next round of drinks. But this time?... See more
Arriving in Paris for the first time, I felt an intoxicating mix of excitement and trepidation. The Eiffel Tower loomed in the distance, a shimmering beacon of what awaited me. But here I was, having just stepped off the plane, no drink in hand, and a wor... See more
