Taormina: The View Wasn't Enough

Taormina looks like a postcard, but standing on that ancient stone terrace, I felt nothing. I kept waiting for awe to hit—some cinematic rush, the kind people post about. Instead, I scrolled through photos I’d just taken, trying to convince myself I was really there. The crowds pressed in, all of us chasing the same sunset, the same shot. I realized I’d planned this trip like a checklist, hoping a new place would fix the old ache. It didn’t. The view was perfect. I was still me. Sometimes travel just hands you yourself, with nowhere to hide. #Travel #TravelConfessions #ExpectationVsReality