I was dead wrong about budget travel being boring. Spent a weekend in a tiny village in Turkey for less than $200—no fancy hotels, no overpriced tours. Just street food, a 200-year-old mosque, and a guy who taught me how to make proper Turkish coffee for free. Turns out the best memories don’t need a big budget. I used to think travel had to be Instagram-worthy or cost a fortune. Now I’m convinced the opposite. That $200 trip gave me more stories than my $2,000 European trip last year. Anyone else waste money on trips that didn’t even come close?