Merzig, Germany
One of my favourite things about traveling is going somewhere and having an idea of what to expect, but never really knowing until you get there. Like when I whimsically booked a cheap trip to Ireland and had the best weekend of my life. Or when I went to Prague to celebrate my coming of age in Europe’s biggest nightclub and had the worst birthday ever. Or when I went to the wrong airport and missed out on Budapest altogether… I certainly wasn’t expecting ...