Notes from the road – edition 24: Rotterdam
I hit exactly six months this week. Half a year of travel. It’s rather wild to consider both how much and how little I’ve actually done in that time.
After a bit of a turbulent entry into my time in the Netherlands that I don’t really want to dwell on because I don’t like to encourage negativity, I’ve managed to land on my feet in Rotterdam. I’m volunteering at a hostel in the city centre, which covers my accommodation and exposes me to a whole host of new and interesting people. So far, it’s a really positive experience, and I’m looking forward to delving deeper into it.
My visa is on its way to being approved, which means that I’m a few steps closer to having a base for the next few months.
After six months of continuous travel, a base is something I’ve really been craving. Not having to pack up my bags every few days and to have far fewer expenses is a really great feeling.
A home base opens the gateway for a few different opportunities. Namely, I can get stuck into all the blog content I’ve been neglecting since leaving Sri Lanka at the end of April. The blog is something that I was really just not vibing on in India, for various reasons, but now that I’m more firmly established and have some roots starting to grow, I can feel the enthusiasm slowly returning.
Routine and repetition
I think the above is in part because I am beginning to have something of a routine again. While the excitement of travel is something I’ll always cherish, I am definitely a person that functions best if I have some sort of routine. Daily habits and actions that kick me into gear and get the ball rolling. While I was travelling, I’d have stints where I was able to establish a bit of a routine, but then I’d move on and the ball stops and needs to get started rolling again. Now though, the routines that I am establishing are supported by repetition. Like any skill, habit, or action, the power of a routine is in the repetition of it. One percent each day, one more building block laid in the road forward.
So, I found my adapter. Turns out it was in my camera bag all along it had just slipped into a bit of a crevice that I neglected to check the first time around. This means that I can finally share some snaps from my short time here in Holland so far! Enjoy the following mish-mash of images collected over the last two weeks.