Hope is what keeps us ticking, isn’t it? When we have hope, we see light at the end of the tunnel, we envision light, even though we are inside the tunnel and there’s only darkness that we see right now. With this thought in my mind, I hope that the pandemic will come to an end one day, someday in the future. I do not know when, but I do hope so. Hope is such a powerful word. It makes me believe that we will again lead a life without many constraints, we would be able to travel again. I am such a passionate traveler, every time I feel depressed, I seek solace in pictures of places, places I might have been or might not have been yet but plan to one day. But I haven’t had a chance to step out much (barring the morning walks to the nearby forest and the sea). I am grateful that I have access to some beautiful walks in the forest and by the beach. However, I feel like my wings have been tied and I so wish to set them free and soar high. I so desire to travel again. I do have hope that travel will normalize soon, but for now, I am contented with these beautiful pictures of this boutique-style resort in Byron Bay, Australia.
Photo Courtesy: With thanks from SF Girl and The Atlantic.
