10/26/2026
Looking through old journals the other morning, I stumbled across an entry about my first time rolling into Udaipur, India. The weirdest part? I completely blanked on how I even got there. My notes say I was in Ahmedabad right before, so I probably caught a overnight train north into Rajasthan, but that whole transit day is just a blur now.
What stuck with me instead was the exact moment the city opened up. You come out of those dusty back streets, and suddenly you're staring at Lake Pichola with the White City sitting right on the water. It’s one of those views that instantly stops you in your tracks, no matter how tired you are from the road. Some places just imprint on your brain forever, even when the miles it took to get there completely fade away.
Have you ever arrived somewhere and instantly forgot the brutal journey it took to get there? What’s that one city for you?
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