Leni on the road
Stories, notes and musings from here, there, somewhere, everywhere and nowhere.
For the longest time, I believed that quitting my job was the only way to truly live. But after job-hopping three times in four years, I learned something unexpected: it wasn’t my job that was the problem—it was how I was living around it. So instead of running, I started carving out time for the things that made me feel alive. And suddenly, my 9-to-5 became a foundation, not a cage.
In my corner of the internet, I attempt to take you through the quiet moments of travel, where the destination is less important than the experience itself. With a focus on slow travel, self-discovery, and the beauty of stillness, I invite you to embrace a life that isn’t defined by fast-paced adventures, but by the stories and moments in the in-betweens, in the almosts, in the quiet.
Home is a feeling. It’s that deep, quiet sense of belonging, of knowing that for this moment, in this place, you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
Wandering through Rouen’s rain-soaked streets, retracing memories from a decade ago. From medieval charm to cozy cafés, this city still feels like an old friend.