I used to travel to make myself relaxed. Two years ago, I was rather busy with my business and under a lot of 1, so I went to Las Vegas for a holiday.
When I was on holiday, a(n)2 suddenly came to me. I had long wished to pay a visit to the Greek island of Santorini. Therefore, the idea of a two-week European 3 alone was born.
I'd driven alone across the US before, but traveling to other countries whose languages aren't the same as mine 4 me. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to 5 with anyone.
But I soon 6 that if I wanted to follow my dreams, I had to step out of my comfort area. If I let 7 take control of me, I'd get nowhere.
As I was in search of more places to visit on my trip, I found Mykonos, Greece, which I 8 just as much as I liked Santorini. When I arrived in 9, it was like I was in a dream.
What I appreciated best was the bus ride to Venice. As I rode the bus and enjoyed every new thing I saw, I was completely 10 from the pressure of my work. How 11 it was to see people riding their bikes to the 12 they would like to go to!
Some people might say, "It's not a big 13; it's just Venice. Thousands of people go there every day." But it was more than that to me. It was about having a 14 and when it was time for it to come true, don't let it 15.
