French Polynesia was one of those trips that just… happened. Completely unplanned, I jumped on a plane without knowing much about the islands or what to expect. Palm trees, turquoise water, white sand — it was all there, but to be honest, I didn’t fall in love with it the way I thought I might.

And that’s okay. Not every destination has to become your favorite. Sometimes you go just to see for yourself, to check off the curiosity and find your own answer. I walked away with no regrets. Even if it wasn’t my dream destination, it reminded me that the beauty of travel is in the trying. In saying yes, even when you don’t know what the outcome will be.