I wrote this post quite a while ago – when I decided that I was going to do it… travel SOLO. But… I’ve had a hard time sharing the news! I kept wondering to myself, why? Why am I having such a hard time being open about something so near and dear to my heart? I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s because it’s not necessarily the “normal” thing to be doing, by society’s standards, to want to go on a trip alone. It’s a bit weird actually, especially at my age, when I *should* want to settle down. And I *should* want a house with kids and dogs running around and yada yada. Yet… I don’t feel that way. I feel the least settled I have in my entire 28 years of living. And I think that’s because deep down I know that this is something I need to do.
“And yet many of us, even those who cherish alone time, are often reluctant to do certain things on our own – which may lead us to miss out on entertaining, enriching, life-changing experiences and new relationships.” – Alone Time. I stumbled upon this book (Alone Time), after I had already made the decision to buy a one-way ticket to Europe. This passage speaks directly to me. Why is it that as humans it is hard or embarrassing to spend time by ourselves? I feel the most recharged and re-energized after a nice day entirely alone. Is that so bad?
So without further ado, here are the true stages of making the decision to travel solo. And yes, all of these thoughts have actually gone through my mind. And I am sure that they have gone through most other people’s minds that have made this decision before me.
“OMGSH I am going to solo travel. It’s going to be SO fun.”
“OMGSH… ummmm… have I told anyone about this yet? Can I back out?! What was I thinking?”
“I have to save HOW much?!”
“And I’ll STILL have to stay in a hostel?!”
“Oh, I did tell people. So that means I have to go?”
“No Grandma. I cannot wait for my dad to retire so he can go on this trip with me.”
“Yes – it is safe.” (Said to A, B, and C who have never left their backyard).
“OMGSH I am sooooo excited, this is going to be the best thing ever!”
“Wait. Does it still count as a ‘solo’ trip if I am recruiting people to come visit?”
“Welp, wrote this blog post now I am for sure going. Yup. No backing out now.”
So as I embark on this journey all I ask is this. Do something that scares you. Something out of your comfort zone. Take the cooking class. Learn a new language. Meet a new friend. Eat out by yourself. Stop worrying about failure or what society might think of you. Stop with the excuses. Don’t wait to live your life and just… go… do it.
For my tips on how to pack for a long holiday, click here.