First things you guys need to know, I’m not a big fan of dust, bugs, sunburns and inclement weather, basically all the things related to outdoors activities. But, last week I’ve decided to have a short trip with my friends to Gunung Pancar, and camped there for a night.
Surprisingly it was a really great experience. I’m obsessed with the scenery and can’t get enough of taking pictures of it.
It was only a 2 day trip, not a fancy trip abroad, but i really had a blast.
Sometimes people forget the true meaning of traveling. They measure their happiness by how far they go for the trip, by how many things they bought, or how good does the pictures they took look like.
But hey, sometimes traveling isn’t about those things, but being able to travel with the people you love most and being able to realize how precious the time you spent with them is, that’s the true meaning of traveling.