10/01/2026
Antwerp, you were very hard to leave. 🤎
One of my favorite things about travel is the way a new place can expand your point of view. But what surprised me most about Antwerp was that it did something slightly different for me. It reflected something back to me that I already knew.
So much of what I’m naturally drawn to in design and in life felt woven into the culture there: old-world architecture alongside really restrained contemporary design, beautiful natural materials, patina, craftsmanship, history, and a willingness to let things simply be what they are rather than constantly making them newer or more perfect.
But I think what I loved most went beyond design. The tiny cobblestone alleyways. Bikes casually leaning against old buildings. Hidden courtyards. Cafés spilling out into the squares. Sitting over coffee or lunch without anyone seeming particularly interested in hurrying anywhere.
Antwerp somehow still feels intimate and human in scale, almost like a village tucked inside a city. We were there for only a few days, but very quickly found ourselves retracing the same streets, recognizing places we had been before, settling into little rituals. It felt less like trying to “see” a city and more like getting to inhabit it for a moment.
I came home feeling more certain about why I’m drawn to the things I’m drawn to in the first place: restraint over excess, permanence over novelty, patina over perfection, old and new existing comfortably together, and beauty being part of everyday life rather than something reserved for special occasions.
Travel can inspire you by showing you something completely new. But sometimes it does something just as meaningful, it gives you recognition. A feeling of, oh, yes, this is what I believe too.
There’s something incredibly affirming about encountering a place that feels unfamiliar and, at the same time, strangely like home.
A little part of me definitely belongs in Belgium. 😉