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It happened somewhere between the cobbled lanes of Lisbon and a small café that smelt like cinnamon and sea salt. I’d been rushing — as usual — trying to cram every landmark, every meal, every photo into a four-day trip. But that morning, my phone died, the rain started, and I had no map, no plan, no schedule. So, I stopped.
Read More: https://uktravellingfortourists.blogspot.com/2025/11/trip-taught-to-slow-down-and-live-intentionally.html
Read More: https://uktravellingfortourists.blogspot.com/2025/11/trip-taught-to-slow-down-and-live-intentionally.html
It happened somewhere between the cobbled lanes of Lisbon and a small café that smelt like cinnamon and sea salt. I’d been rushing — as usual — trying to cram every landmark, every meal, every photo into a four-day trip. But that morning, my phone died, the rain started, and I had no map, no plan, no schedule. So, I stopped.
Read More: https://uktravellingfortourists.blogspot.com/2025/11/trip-taught-to-slow-down-and-live-intentionally.html
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