Taking it slow through Europe

Wow, what an amazing start to this journey south. First, some incredible days in Switzerland, and now some absolutely amazing days in France.

We ended up at one, or actually two truly magical campsites. We really weren’t ready to leave the latest one, but it closed for the season today, so we had no choice but to leave and find a new one. We made it about 20 minutes away (haha).

I think we might have actually started a little love story here?

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Everything feels so picturesque and, honestly, you can be right in the middle of nowhere and still somehow stumble across organic shops!? Where in the world does that even happen? Go France, I say!

I should probably add that after all the travelling we’ve done over the past few years, we’ve become somewhat of pros at finding great shops, restaurants and places to stay.

And I think that’s also a big part of what makes travelling this way so special.

We’ve always loved discovering new places, but lately we’ve found ourselves drawn more and more to the small, local gems. The places where you can really get a feel for where you are.

There’s something so special about being able to slow down, stay a little longer and actually experience a place rather than just passing through it. Going to the local market, buying vegetables from a nearby farm, finding a little bakery in the middle of nowhere or sitting down for a meal made with ingredients that were grown just a few kilometres away.

That’s what I’ve started to love most about slow travel. The food, the little discoveries and all those completely unplanned moments somehow become just as important as the places themselves.

And I suppose, especially when it comes to the food, it has also made me start reflecting more on my own eating habits. Over the past few years, the way I eat has changed quite a lot. After many years of eating plant-based, I’ve slowly started introducing animal products back into my diet.

The biggest shift, though, came when I got pregnant. I suddenly felt different needs from my body, and it made me rethink a lot of what I believed about food, nutrition and the way I wanted to eat.

It’s been an interesting journey, and something I’ve been wanting to share more about, not because I think there’s one right way to eat, but because my own perspective has changed quite a bit along the way.

And I suppose travelling and discovering local food has also given me a different perspective on food and where it comes from. It’s made me more curious, more open-minded and more interested in the connection between what we eat and where it comes from.

But I think that deserves its own little post…

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