December, 2015.
This year, I turned 26; I hit my “late twenties,” and life certainly is different than what I anticipated. Yet, I have no sadness about getting older – birthdays, and the subsequent celebrations hold a special place in my heart, and always have.
When I turned 22 abroad while traveling on The World Race, I’ll admit it was one of the best weeks of my life. Consequently – I cataloged the entire week, and remember it fondly.
Of all of the birthdays to date, this one still stands out above the rest.
It began on a gorgeous day in Romania with the most marvelous breakfast ever to be eaten. Home made French toast with apple & grape syrup, oatmeal, fresh juice (complete with pineapple pieces), and hash browns. There was only one word to describe it: sublime.
From that moment on, my birthday lived up to every expectation I could possibly have imagined. In the course of a few days, I watched an orchestra perform, attended a local soccer game, witnessed a Hungarian wedding, visited the 15th century Corvin Castle, and wandered the Transylvanian town of Sighisoara (home of Vlad III the Impaler).
I hope to celebrate another birthday abroad, and cannot wait to see what these next years hold.
Where have you celebrated your birthday? Where do you hope to be in 2016?
Journeying Jenna 