Arvin Louise Photography

EURO TRIP 2016

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This is how it all started...

It was the first trip out, and for reasons well founded in my geekery and love for aviation; on the outset alone, I was happier to be hopping on the Boeing 787 Dreamliner than I was to be headed out to Europe for the first time in my life. It may have been a defense mechanism for me, geeking out about the transit, rather than the destination; this was my first time on a plane alone, going to a destination alone, to spend time; alone.

I'll be honest, I was scared.

My first stop was Amsterdam, and from the moment I first took a cold wintry gasp of air as I left the Airport-cum-train-station monstrosity that was Schiphol International, I was flooded with a rush of fear and anticipation of the day to come (or whatever was left of it anyways as I'd landed a little after sunset.)

I had Paris, Madrid, Barcelona and Lisbon ahead of me.

I had an tequila fueled. improptu reggae concert  night ahead of me.

I had Museums that I hated and Galleries that I would fall inlove with ahead of me.

This is how it all started; that day I finally landed in Amsterdam, that I finally landed on my first trip, there started the stories I will forever cherish, and the path that to this day, I will follow.

Trip Path

 

Amsterdam, Netherlands

 

Paris, France

 

Barcelona, Spain

 

Madrid, Spain

 

Lisbon, Portugal