Tirana, Albania

I appreciate it when the universe conspires in my favor. The biggest thing I have learned from traveling is to go with the flow. It definitely can be hard at times, but allowing things to unfold and not allowing yourself to react to every situation puts you in control of the outcome. Allow yourself to observe what is happening, and instead of seeing a problem start realizing why it is happening.

Prime example when I had to leave Himara, because of my host not planning accordingly, I had two days to figure out what to do. Instead of worrying, I just started looking for places to stay, I mean I was already planning on going to Tirana just not as soon as I thought. The only problem I was running into was the fact that no buses were going to Tirana. However, instead of panicking, I just knew things would work out. I went back to the guest house and ran into the guests who were there. We started talking about when they would be leaving back to Tirana. They were going to leave the next morning since they had to get the car back. It was perfect, they were going where I needed to go, so I asked if I could join them. I was so proud of myself this was my first time hitch-hiking, okay I know this isn't the typical way of hitch-hiking, but I still consider it to be. My goal for this year is to hitch-hike as much as possible.

Anyways, back to my story of traveling to Tirana with a mother and son from my home state. The treacherous roads were ahead of me, but I would not allow it to defeat me, so I was smart this time and put my bands on. This three-hour road trip was breathtaking. My focus was on these captivating sights instead of the road from hell.

When we arrived in Tirana, I had yet to hear from my Airbnb host about allowing me to come earlier than I booked. Here is another example of going with the flow. I should have been worried since I only had an address but no clear directions. We were searching everywhere for this place, but we were having no luck finding it. The moment we were about to give up, my host called me. I received a detailed message on how to find the building we drove down there and saw my new host waving out the window. With big hugs and a lot of thanks, it was time for another adventure to begin.

The apartment was on the third floor with no elevators, so I had to bring my heavy ass luggage upstairs. The weight is from this blanket my mom bought and sent me, which takes up half my carry on suitcase (thank y