A tiny story about falafel, Warsaw and timing after 31 tries

> Tiny progress is still progress.

That line sounds cheesy, but it got me through the part where astronomy stopped feeling new.

I tried this in Manila with a friend and we both noticed the same thing: the social part mattered more than the perfect plan.

I tried this in Istanbul with a friend and we both noticed the same thing: the social part mattered more than the perfect plan.

I had a disappointing first try, a surprisingly good second try, and then a third attempt that taught me humility. So, naturally, I now have opinions.