This year, I’ve discovered an obsession with discovering new words that don’t exist in English, words that encompass specific feelings, emotions, or actions that take many words in English to express, but that other languages have condensed into a single, beautifully crafted word. I love how other languages exist and weave together such a deeply complex sentiment into a rich tapestry of a word that expresses everything simultaneously.

I’ve found many such words through much research and dives into the Internet, and here, I’ve condensed them all into one handy list for you! if you use any of these words or definitions on your blog or Instagram, please tag me at @lifeofbusynothings!

𝘍𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘞𝘌𝘏 (n.):

FAR-SICKNESS; A LONGING FOR FAR-OFF PLACES; HOMESICK FOR A PLACE YOU’VE NEVER BEEN; AN ACHE FOR ELSEWHERE, TO TRAVEL (Origins: German)

This word goes far beyond mere wanderlust. It’s an aching in your soul for places you’ve never seen, a stirring of your spirit to join the wind among the clouds. It’s homesickness like you’ve never experienced before, for places you’ve only dreamed of seeing. Fernweh is wanderlust taken to the extreme.

𝕆𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕞 (𝕟.): 

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 (Origins: English)

Do you ever have that moment when planning a trip when you realize that no matter how thoroughly you plan out your life, you will never see everywhere that there is to be seen?

This knowledge and realization is both humbling and devastating for someone like me, who has such fernweh that will never be satisfied. How deeply abasing is it to know that, well travelled as we are, we’ll never be able to fully experience every culture, never be able to complete immerse ourselves in the traditions and lifestyles of the millions of communities around the globe? 🌎

But the best thing about #𝕆𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕞 is the fact that this feeling humbles us, gives us renewed appreciation of the cultures that we have been fortunate enough to experience, and an increased desire to understand each other

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 (𝚗.):

𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 (Origins: English)

I don’t know about you, but there is nothing quite like that satisfying exhaustion from laying out on the #beach all day, soaking in the sun 🌞

Just don’t forget to put on (and reapply) sunscreen!

The #OuterBanks of North Carolina are our hidden gems: here, you can find wild horses🐴, lighthouses dating back to the days of pirates 🏴‍☠️, and beaches as beautiful as any on the West Coast!

ℜ𝔢𝔰𝔣𝔢𝔟𝔢𝔯 (𝔫.):

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔶 (Origins: Swedish)

The instant you hit “confirm booking”, do you feel a wave of butterflies sweep across you from head to toe, or is it just me? 🦋🦋🦋🦋

Resfeber is that tingle you feel at the airport as you make your way to the gate, that palpitation in your heart where are you don’t know exactly what to expect when you land on solid ground again, but knowing that the anticipation is part of the fun.

𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘴𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 (𝘯.):

𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦; 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦 (Origins: Swedish)

If you follow this blog, then this word probably describes you! Life is so incredible, complex, humbling, and breathtakingly exhilarating, especially when every day is a new adventure 💫

I have a sneaking suspicion that all travelers are 𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘴𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦s, because how can you live life to the extreme and not love it? 💥

𝔼𝕦𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕒 (𝕟.):

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝 😌 (Origins: Greek)

I think we can all relate to this one on such a deep, personal level! There’s nothing like the sweet contentment of settling into a plane seat, knowing that when you step off onto solid ground once more, you’ll be opening up another unforgettable chapter of your life. ✈️

For me, the moment of 𝔼𝕦𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕒 strikes after I’ve recovered from my ℜ𝔢𝔰𝔣𝔢𝔟𝔢𝔯; it’s the moment that my ticket is punched, I’m climbing onto the train or mounting the airplane ramp, when I can see this magnificent machine that’s taking me to an unknowable and exhilerating future ✨

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢 (𝘯.):

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 “𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵” (𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯: 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘬)

This word feels so apt for travelers especially, because I feel like we take a bit of extra pleasure in saying “to hell with it” to our 8-5 desk jobs, the American expectation of living to work, and setting off on the road despite of the expectations of society, colleagues, and sometimes even family and friends ✈️

ℕ𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕤 (𝕒𝕕𝕛.): 

𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 – 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝, 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕕. (Origins: English)

I think, as travelers, we’re all a bit addicted to chasing this particular feeling. You hear of people calling the Grand Canyon and Niagara Falls a religious experience because of how awe-inspiring and utterly incomprehensible those natural wonders are 🏔

There’s nothing quite like being completely and wretchedly humbled in the face of absolute grandeur. Whenever I turned a corner to stumble upon a feat of human engineering, or pull off to the side of the road because of a jaw-dropping view, my love of travel and exploration is renewed 💫

𝙽𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊 (𝚗.): 

𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢, 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, ‘𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛’ (𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜: 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚎) ☁️ ✨

As travelers, I think we all kind of get swept up into the magic of it all, and when we leave these incredible places, posting photos and retelling our stories, it’s almost like we are living in a daydream of days past🌄

I also like to think that we are all cloud walkers whenever we fly, because how else can you really describe the feeling of looking down and seeing nothing but a sea of clouds for miles and miles? ☁️ ✨☁️✨☁️✨☁️

Especially because of 2020, I’ve been living more and more in my stories, in my past adventures, and daydreaming of time where I can travel once more ✈️

𝒟é𝓅𝒶𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 (𝓃.): 

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝑜𝓃𝑒’𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓇𝓎; 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑒𝓇, 𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓂𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉; 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃 (𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈: 𝐹𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽)

It’s hard to put into words this feeling. You’re in a foreign land, immersed in the culture completely and utterly alien from anything you’ve ever experienced, surrounded by unfamiliar faces. You’re apprehensive, but excited as hell. You’re nervous, but have never felt so alive. ☄️

This French word perfectly encompasses every feeling, good and bad, that you feel when you are away from home, visiting a foreign land for the very first time. Dépaysement is the culture shock that barrels over you, it’s the sensation of your synapses firing on all cylinders, when you’re trying to figure out the lay of the land, to decide if you’re safe or in danger. Every sense is on alert, every hair is raised, and every part of you is in overdrive ✨

𝒲𝒶𝒷𝒾-𝒮𝒶𝒷𝒾 (𝓃.): 

𝒶 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌 𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑜𝓅𝒽𝓎 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝒷𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑒𝓃𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓉𝑒: 𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 (𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈: 𝒥𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓃𝑒𝓈𝑒)

I absolutely adore this word because it encourages excepting your imperfections and making the most of life, to find the beauty in life’s imperfections ✨

“Wabi” can be defined as “rustic simplicity” or “understated elegance“, encouraging a glass-half-full, less-is-more mentality 🥛

“Sabi” is translated to “taking pleasure in the imperfect” ❄️

The 𝒲𝒶𝒷𝒾-𝒮𝒶𝒷𝒾 philosophy emphasizes a focus on identifying and treasuring the blessings hidden in our daily lives, and celebrating the way things are rather than the way we think they should be 🌍

I like to think of it the same way I think of a glass of wine: just because you don’t fill the glass all the way, doesn’t mean that you don’t enjoy every sip 🥂

I think 𝒲𝒶𝒷𝒾-𝒮𝒶𝒷𝒾 is something all travelers have both encountered, struggled with, and ultimately accepted. Instagram and fancy photography can elevate our expectations of how certain places should be (like the Heavens Gate in Bali), but we learn to accept the reality of where we are and what we are doing rather than letting our expectations of it ruin the experience itself 📸

𝒮𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽 (𝒶𝒹𝒿.):

𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒, 𝓊𝓃𝓊𝓈𝓊𝒶𝓁, 𝓇𝒶𝓇𝑒; 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇; 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓈, 𝓌𝑜𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓈. (Origins: Middle English)

I think this word relates very strongly with one of our prior travel words of the day, dépaysement. Both words relate to the exhilarating sensation of encountering some thing entirely foreign, awe-inspiring, unfamiliar, and sensational all at the same time 💫

We yearn, as travelers, for experiences that stretch the realms of our own understanding: that press the boundaries of our own world schemas; that force us to grow, develop, and evolve into cosmopolitan citizens of the world 🌍

I think there is also some sense of accomplishment that comes with uncovering some wondrous, rare gem of humanity; The thrill of discovery is what drives us to these foreign, unfamiliar places, even if the discovery is only personal in nature🕵🏼

𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 (𝘯.): 

𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘦.
𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 (𝘢𝘥𝘫.): 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦; 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨🚶🏼‍♀️ (Origin: British English)

Not all who wander are lost, but all who wander alone are definitely 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵s, adventurers who treasure the intimacy with nature that solitary travel affords them 🌅

I love this word because it can be interpreted both as an adjective or as a noun: you can be one, or have experiences that reflect a 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 lifestyle 🌎

 𝔇𝔦𝔢 𝔅𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔫 (𝔑.):

𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔭𝔰𝔢𝔰; 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔡𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔨 𝔡𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔯 🍻 (Origins: German)

To celebrate the beginning of spooky month, I decided to choose a word that is very popularly used at the Oktoberfest celebrations in Germany! 𝔇𝔦𝔢 𝔅𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔢𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔫 refers to the people who overdo it at Oktoberfest, and end up puking their guts out at “puke hill”, locally known as The Kotzwiese 🤢

Luckily, I know my limits! So I did not end up being a beer corpse. To be honest, I could barely finish my first literof beer, much less my second – one liter of beer is a LOT for someone who is a slow drinker 😂

𝔼𝕥𝕥 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥ä𝕝𝕝𝕖 (𝕟.): 

𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕. 𝕀𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕕𝕪𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕔 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙, 𝕒 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕘𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕣𝕞, 𝕒 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕗é 𝕠𝕣 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 (𝒪𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈: 𝒮𝓌𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒽)

I am absolutely in love with this word! It evokes a comforting, warm, nostalgia that is associated with the places of your past. I don’t think you’re limited to just one 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥ä𝕝𝕝𝕖 either. Rather, I think any place that has a special place in your heart is a 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥ä𝕝𝕝𝕖. 💖

For me, my 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥ä𝕝𝕝𝕖 is the backyard creek of my childhood home that had wild honeysuckle growing on the opposite bank. I have fond memories of jumping the creek to collect a feast of honeysuckles for myself and my best friend when we were five 🌸

It’s the bakery in Lille, France that I used to stop in every day before work 🥖🥐

It’s the idyllic and quaint little town of Bruges, Belgium, with its winding cobblestone streets, centuries old churches, and breathtakingly-romantic canals, to which I’ve returned 3 times yet still cannot get enough of ✨

𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥 (𝕟.):

𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕩𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪; 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕨; 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕩𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕟, 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 (𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔾𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟) 🙈

This word kind of feels like a mix of one of our previous words of the day, Resfeber (meaning the anxiety/anticipation/excitement to feel before a new adventure). 👅

This word feels a little deeper though: it’s not just the simultaneous excitement and apprehension of a new journey, but the anxiety you feel when you just know that across the threshold, something life-changing will occur and you will never be the same again 💫

I felt this when I went to live in France as a teacher, I felt it when I graduated from my university, and I felt it on the first day at my job over a year ago. When was the first time you ever felt 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥?

𝕊𝕖𝕙𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕥 (𝕟.): 

𝔸 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖; 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥; 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕣 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕪 (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔾𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟)

This word basically describes all of us during the coronavirus quarantine! Who among us doesn’t have a wistful longing for the places we’ve been to, and a yearning to go back out and see more of the world, especially now that we’ve learned just how precious and privileged those experiences really are? ✈️

𝕊𝕖𝕙𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕥 can also be described as that feeling you get when you return from traveling, and as you’re unpacking your bags, you wish you could do it all over again and experience every moment like it was the first time ✨

ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖 (𝕟.): 

𝔸𝕟 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕦𝕩𝕦𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟: 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕙, 𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕙)

Every place you travel to is a wonderland or ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖 before you actually arrive there! ✨

It’s often the conception of what we dream a city or country to be like. For example, people go to Paris, expecting the streets to smell like pastries, for people to wear berets, with romance waiting around every corner! But that’s also one of the reasons why people get so disappointed with Paris: because they expect too much from it. The key is to manage your expectations and realize that although a country or city may be exotic, foreign, and new for you, it’s still the every day and ordinary for the people who live there! 🧘🏼‍♀️

I’ve heard that Bali has acquired quite a reputation of being a ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖, especially in regards to the Gate to Heaven site! ⛅️

France was always a bit of a ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖 for me, up until the point that I actually lived there for about a year, where the normalcy of life in France dulled my perceptions of it. And now that I’ve come back to the US, France is becoming more and more of a ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖 once more, especially as I reminisce on my time there!

𝔽𝕝â𝕟𝕖𝕣 (𝕟.): 

𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕒 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪; 𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕒𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕟𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕, 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕤. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕙)

Do you like to walk about the city aimlessly, enjoying being part of the hustle and bustle of it? Do you enjoy strolling around with no particular destination in mind, simply enjoying the act of meandering and unpredictability of it all? Then you just may be a 𝔽𝕝â𝕟𝕖𝕣! 🌃

A lot of people don’t understand why I love to just let the city take me where it will, without plotting out every destination. They ask me, don’t you miss out on the best sites of the city that way? I’ve never found that I’ve missed anything significant, because I tend to follow the flow of of the crowds, which take me to some of the best sites of the city, I’ve found🚶🏼‍♀️

𝘋é𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 (𝘯.): 

𝘈 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 (𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴: 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩)

While this word doesn’t exactly define my current road trip (I have several destinations in mind), it does fit my mentality when driving on these road trips – let the road take you where it will, and embrace spontaneity ✨

Without 𝘋é𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦, I wouldn’t have taken Route 66 to some of the coolest vistas on the west coast. Without 𝘋é𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦, I wouldn’t have gotten the sunset pictures over the desert that y’all loved so much. 🌅

Without 𝘋é𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦, I wouldn’t have gotten this photo: we were driving through Death Valley when we saw an expanse of whiteness to the left, but we couldn’t figure out if it were water or sand. We decided to stop the car and hike out there, where we discovered that they were actually a wide expanse of salt flats, with little trickling brooks weaving between the mounds of salt! It was something that I feel very blessed to have seen 🧂

𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕜𝕖𝕚𝕥 (𝕟.):

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕤; 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕠𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔾𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟)

Have you ever walked through the woods, and you notice that you’ve ascended into a state of peace and contemplation? That’s 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕜𝕖𝕚𝕥.

When we were hiking in Yosemite, my poor sore legs held me back from keeping pace with my travel companions, and so I often found myself hiking alone. I would stop to listen to the wind in the trees, gaze off into the distance to watch the water of the reservoir lap against the cliff face, and sat down to take in the gorgeous autumn foliage that peppered the mountainside like drops of gold and honey 🏔

I once shared that I travel to find myself, and I truly believe that there’s no better way of discovering yourself than to walk the forest alone and experience 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕜𝕖𝕚𝕥 ✨

𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕣𝕚𝕟-𝕐𝕠𝕜𝕦 (𝕟.):

𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘; 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕥𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖; 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕤; 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖, 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙; 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕡 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝕁𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕖)

This word is very similar to waldeinsamkeit, but I think Shinrin-Yoku is a more intentional effort to accomplish waldeinsamkeit.

Shinrin-yoku is a form of eco-therapy, which is a technique or treatment with the intention of improving your mental or physical health, specifically with a individuals presence with a nature or outdoor surroundings. It’s not simply going outside and enjoying nature, it’s an intentional therapeutical step to improve your health by reducing stress hormones and boosting the immune system 🌲

Want to practice Shinrin-Yoku? Follow these steps:

1. Leave behind your phone, camera, or any other distractions 📱

2. Wander aimlessly, allowing your body to take you wherever it wants 🥾

3. Take some moments to pause, to look more closely at the ants in the grass, the trees blowing in the wind, or the sensation of the path beneath your feet 🦶

4. This step is my favorite: find a comfortable rock, spot in the grass, or low hanging branch in a tree, and take a seat and listen to the sounds around you; feel the bark or cool stone beneath your hands, and watch the behavior of animals around you as they become accustomed to your presence 🐿

5. If you go with others, make an agreement to remain silent until the end of the walk 🤫

There are so many demonstrated benefits to practicing Shinrin-Yoku, including reducing stress, anxiety, depression, anger, and sleeplessness. Give it a try and let me know how you feel afterward!

𝕌𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒 (𝕟.): 

𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪; 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕓𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕘𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕪 (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝕊𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕜𝕣𝕚𝕥)

I don’t know if y’all can tell from this photo, but I absolutely love being in nature, discovering new natural wonders, and just being immersed in God‘s creation 🥰

That’s why I love this word so much! It encompasses all the feelings associated with being in nature, the pleasantness, the contentment, the childlike awe 💕

I feel 𝕌𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒 whenever I see an animal, wild and untamed, in the woods, even if I’ve seen a deer or turtle 1000 times before 🦌 I feel 𝕌𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒 whenever the sun hits the leaves just right, and trickles through the leafy cover like rays of gold ☀️ I feel 𝕌𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒 whenever I step on a particularly crispy leaf or pinecone, and get that satisfying crunch 🍁

𝕎𝕒𝕪𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕟 (𝕒𝕕𝕛.): 

𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝 (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕔 𝔼𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙)

Hey, I found the perfect word to describe how I felt after I completed my 19 mile hike down the South Kaibab Trail and back up the Bright Angel Trail in 12 hours! 💤

But seriously, especially after a fast paced trip or physically demanding hike, nothing feels so good as to lay down in your own bed and have that amazing sleep that you only really get when your body is truly and completely worn out 😴

This word is actually almost completely out of modern English vernacular, and is classified as archaic or rare in the dictionary! If you’ve read any Jane Austen or classic English literature, you’ve probably seen this word before! 📖 🤓

The last time I felt wayworn was after I got back to North Carolina from my West Coast Road trip, and especially after my Grand Canyon hike! When was the last time you felt super wayworn, and why? 

𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕞𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕚 (𝕒𝕕𝕛.):

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟: 𝔾𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟)

While traveling with other people can make travel much more affordable and provide you with built-in photographers for documenting your trip, there’s nothing quite like the freedom of traveling solo to really enhance your journey and help you become more in tune with yourself ✨

I often prefer traveling solo over traveling with other people, especially larger groups. I like the ability to be spontaneous and make snap decisions whenever opportunities arise, which is made more difficult and often impossible when traveling with a group 🙅🏼‍♀️

That’s off and why I split my trips into you parts where I am solo, and then when I’m with people. They are benefits to both, but generally I like having 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕞𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕚 adventures where I can do whatever I want 💃🏼

热闹 / ℝè𝕟à𝕠 (𝕟.): 

𝕃𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 ℍ𝕠𝕥 ℕ𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕪 — 𝔸 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕧𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 (𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤). (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕖)

You know that nice feeling of when you’re in a café reading, working, or just people watching, and you feel a sort of camaraderie with everyone around you even though you’re not talking with each other? The act of just being in a lively, warm place is something that I absolutely love, and I find the best places to experience this are cafés, bookstores, hostels, and art galleries 📚 ☕️

It’s one of the reasons why I love to come here to Nora café to work once or twice a week! I used to feel this when I went to my office, but now that we all work from home, it’s some thing that I’ve desperately missed 😢

ℂ𝕠𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖 (𝕧.): 

𝕋𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝 𝕡𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕒 𝕧𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟: 𝔼𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕘)

There’s nothing quite as freeing as traveling without the stress of meeting a strict timeframe. When you have an idea of where you’re going, but it doesn’t matter how long it takes to get there, that’s how you coddiwomple 🚶🏼‍♀️

I’ve said this in multiple posts, but I love road trips because they leave so much flexibility to coddiwomple. While I like to have some structure in my trips, I also want the freedom to change course if something strikes my fancy, whether it’s passing through a historic town, checking out a famous landmark, or stopping in a national park 🏞

I love this word also because I can totally imagine some old English man saying it à la Sean Connery (RIP)

𝕊𝕖𝕙𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕥 (𝕟.): 

𝔸 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕪𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔾𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟)

Especially in these tough times where we’re not able to travel as much as we’d like, the feeling of Sehnsucht can sometimes be overwhelming, especially when you think about the travel you’ve done and you wish you could relive it all over again! 🌎

It’s for times like these, when we don’t have the freedoms that were used to, that we need to make the most of every moment! The more you travel, the harder it gets to separate memories and really appreciate the complexities and nuances of each trip ✨

It’s one of the reasons why I have started really trying to take more photos and be more detailed about my experiences, both through writing and poetry. You never know when you’re going to look back on it and wish that you had taken the time to sit down, put pen to paper, and solidified your experiences into a timeless memory that you can look back on for years to come 💕

ℝ𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕔 (𝕟.):

𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥; 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕠. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔼𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙)

I’ve made no secret that I love old things. I love the smell of a used bookstore. I love vintage furniture handed down through generations and handmade by my great grandfather. I love the personality that antique items have. And most of all, I love the idea that vintage things have stories behind them ✨

Although this isn’t necessarily a travel related word, I think anyone who has traveled throughout Europe and intentionally seek out the “old town” of every city are retrophiliacs 💫

How could you not be, when the cities of Europe literally team with stories under every stone? And how can you walk through a centuries-old city and not marvel at the millions of untold stories that took place there? 🗣

I also love vintage cars because they have such personality and style to them that modern cars simply lack. All of my dream cars are vintage for this reason – I really want a 1967 Chevy Impala, and a 1965 Mustang Convertible 😍

It’s why I really love driving down Route 66: everything about it screams about the past, from the curling paint chipping off the old buildings and the cracks in the road, to the 50-year-old signs advertising gas stations that are no longer there. It’s like driving through the past, a living time machine 🛣

ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕒𝕦𝕜𝕦 (𝕧.):

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: ℝ𝕦𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕒𝕝𝕚/ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕒)

We all know that feeling: you’re walking to the beach, and you finally see the water. You cast off your shoes and joyously run towards the beach, only to scald your feet on the burning hot sand. Rising on your tiptoes, you tiptoe/run across the beach to the cool water, were you sigh with relief as your roasting toesies return to normal temperature 🥵

Isn’t it funny how some languages have words for such specific sensations, verbs, or acts? 🤯

𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕛𝕒𝕞𝕠 (𝕟.): 

𝕋𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕; 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤, “𝕆𝕂, 𝕨𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕥! 𝕎𝕖’𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨,” 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤; 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 “𝕀 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘.” (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔾𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕚𝕒𝕟)

Y’all, I found the PERFECT word to describe New Orleans. 𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕛𝕒𝕞𝕠 is when you literally won’t stop eating because the food is just so. damn. good. 🤤

Nola is world-renowned for their incredible cuisine, and with good reason! I’ve had the opportunity to try a huge variety of different bites, whether it’s high-class pork at Cochon, or melt-in-your-mouth Cajun seafood from an inconspicuous and slightly sketchy yet incredible local restaurant. 🍽

We’ve been living in a perpetual state of 𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕛𝕒𝕞𝕠 this week because of all that Nola has to offer! I mean, how can you let something as fickle as a full stomach keep you from trying such delicacies as beignets, boudin, alligator, gumbo, po’boys, and other incredible cuisines? 😋

𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖 (𝕟.): 

𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖; 𝕒 𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕦𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪, 𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕝𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕; 𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕦𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖. (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕙)

with 2020 wreaking havoc on our expectations for this year, 𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖s may seem few and far between. But I think when we are the most challenged, we also learned to appreciate the smaller fortunes that we may have otherwise disregarded as insignificant.

For example, with the push to shop local to help revitalize our economy, you may have found an amazing hole in the wall café or restaurant that you would never have discovered otherwise! I know I certainly have 😋

𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖s are especially while received when traveling, I think. There’s nothing like exploring a city and stumbling across an incredible local artist, rounding a corner to find a breathtaking mural, it having your breath stolen away by awe-inspiring architecture ✨

I experienced this several times throughout my time in New Orleans, especially when Anne Marie and I came across a full brass jazz band on a random street in Nola! 😍🎷🥁🎺

𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕞𝕪ö𝕣𝕤𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤𝕒 (𝕟.):

𝕒 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟; 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, “𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡”, 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕧𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕦𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 (𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕤: 𝔼𝕝𝕗𝕕𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕟)

I love how some words are so incredibly specific, and describe such specific circumstances! It makes me wonder what happened to make a particular act so common that they had to come up with its own word! 😂

This word is a bit hard to describe, but it’s basically the idea of going to extreme lengths for a specific purpose, often to find that everything was done in vain. For example, traveling to New Orleans for beignets only to find all the shops closed! Not speaking from personal experience: as you can see in the photo above, I was successfully able to obtain and taste said beignets 😋

It could also be something like traveling to a state to finally try out a Chick-fil-A sandwich, only to come on a Sunday and find them all closed! 😭

Have you ever taken a 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕞𝕪ö𝕣𝕤𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤𝕒? Where did you go, and what were you trying to get? Tell me in the comments below!

(Also, in case you were wondering, Elfdalian is a Delecarlian dialect spoken by about 3000 people who live in the south eastern part of the Älvdalen municipality in northern Delarna, Sweden!)