Slow Mornings: How I Actually Travel
My approach to slow travel across 39 countries: slow mornings, real places, and why I never rush a destination.
The best hour of any trip
Thirty-nine countries taught me one thing above all else: the best part of a place is the quiet hour before everyone else wakes up.
Why I travel slow
Fast travel collects photos. Slow travel collects mornings. I would rather know one neighbourhood properly than tick off ten landmarks I will never think about again. So I stay longer, I walk more, and I let the day find me instead of the other way around.
What a slow morning looks like
Coffee I did not rush. A walk with no destination. Watching a place wake up and become itself before the crowds arrive. It sounds simple because it is. It is also the thing people tell me they envy most, and the thing that costs the least.
You can do this anywhere
Slow travel is not about budget or distance. It is a decision to be present in one place rather than half-present in five. Try it on your next trip. Pick one morning, leave the itinerary in the room, and just go.
I write more of these from wherever I happen to be in the world. If you want the personal version, my private line is open and the first three messages are on me.