Travelling solo rarely equates to being alone; as I’m sure you’ve heard before. You may begin alone but you forge friendships quickly in hostels, through Couchsurfing, Workaway or just chatting with a beer on a beach somewhere. So often you form fast and real bonds with people that endure whatever time they are meant to endure.
I love travelling and this happened to be one of those days. It was my first time in London and I was over the moon. Needless to say I definitely will be back.
I’ve been taught not to trust strangers. This lesson prevailed in my head when a man started talking to me in the Boston airport as we waited to board our flight to Casablanca, Morocco. He asked why I was going to Morocco. “I’m volunteering at a school.” He was visiting family. He asked if it was my first time visiting Morocco — it was — then continued, saying that he didn’t like Casablanca, that it a very typical city, but other cities like Marrakech were definitely worth a visit. I decidedly wasn’t very talkative, fearful of this random man, and soon after our conversation began, it ended.
After all the talk about gentle countryside towns and isolated spots, you may be thinking, wait, what?!! You're in a city now?!!
For a thousand years, millions of people have walked the Camino de Santiago routes, a network of trails found all over Europe. While the most popular route is the French Way, the second most popular route is the Portuguese Camino de Santiago.
So you decide to travel to Thailand and you meet some girls. You hear all of the stories about bar girls and go-go dancers. I won't lie to you, a lot if not most of them are true. Let's face it these girls are looking to make money and when they work in a tourist area where they pull in as much as an educated person will in one of our more developed countries, plus get to party for free, why would they ever want to get away from that? Sure they may need a break but unless you want to party all the time and roll out some serious bank on a girl to keep her happy, they do not make an ideal housewife most of the time. Some of them are alright, don't get me wrong. I know a few that are actually more decent than 99% of the other Thai women I have had encounters with. But before you decide to even bother attempting anything that relates to commitment you should read what I have to tell you. This article obviously does not reflect every woman in Thailand. However if you consider who the girls I use as personal examples are and what their occupations are you will understand why I say a bar girl may not be so bad. At least you know whats going on with one of them. For discretion I will use the girls nick names as they are pretty common.
o When I went to the beach that day I felt some since of peace. Just hearing the sound of the waves crashing into each other over and over. Feeling the sun beam down on my skin. The cool ocean breeze that I felt over my skin. It was relaxing and rejuvenating. Knowing that this moment wouldn't last long was the last thing I wanted to think about. You could call it a getaway. That's what it felt like, a day trip with Me, Myself, and I. The beach was calming feeling the sand under my feet and between my toes was soothing enough. I stretched out a towel I brought with me and played down, using the backpack I brought as a cushion for my head. And so I layed there and gently closed my eyes, I inhaled and excelled deeply, in an attempt to relax and not think about anything. Calm my mind down. As I layed there my mind would start to wonder. Why couldn’t It be like this all the time I wish I didn’t have to leave. 1 day wouldn’t be enough, I would need a week on a beautiful beach or island away from any and everyone. I want to truly feel free, but as I take myself back to reality I realize I’m not where I want to be but I know what I must do. The true freedom that I want is within arms reach. This Getaway brought a lot of thoughts and at the same time it didn’t. With everything on my mind it was as if Those thoughts would disappear for a little while and all I have to think about is enjoying this moment on this beautiful day. Mind you it was December but that particular day felt like the spring. What I enjoyed the most was walking up to the water and watching it run over my feet. Just feeling the cold rush of water over my feet was amazing to me. Seeing the birds fly over was a good sight along with a beautiful clear sky. But I will be honest the birds did startle me at first. As I lied down and closed my eyes I could almost feel them flying right over me making there bird sounds. If you have seen this old school movie called “The Birds" then you know why I be a little paranoid. But as I digress the birds weren’t worried about me, they were too busy fighting over whatever food they found in the sand. It’s funny, anyone who was around the beach that day could see I was frightened. Oh well I thought. Let’s just get back to relaxing and calming your mind, besides…….. It’s a beautiful day I told my self. It wasn’t too hot or too cold but just right. All the sounds other then an occasional bird yelling, I know some would say chirping but my ears heard yelling in bird language. Ok let’s move on, back to the beach and the Sun oh yes the sun, the sun was a beautiful sight, I could feel its warmth beaming down on me. Its amazing to me how hot the sun is even from 93,000,000 millions miles away its warmth and light benefits us everyday. I know that seemed random but I get these thoughts that just pop into my head every day. But nevertheless it was a beautiful sight and as it got later, you could see the beautiful Sun set. The colors where amazing, seeing the mixture of orange and red along with a purplish tint, the sky its self could have been a painting. It was beautiful. I smiled at the sight of it. This getaway even though it was for only a day felt amazing, and I hope do it again on another beautiful day.
So, you might be reading this upon reflection of your recent wanderlust adventures. Remembering those nights under skies and stars. Those passing days that mingled perfectly; its fulfilment and satisfaction based entirely around the square parameters of a city map in the palm of your hand. You are craving it again. To be out there in the wilderness, happily lost amidst the perfect chaos of it all. Where nobody knows who you are, nor do they care or expect anything from you but a passing smile on the streets of somewhere. Well let me tell you, that feeling that you keep homing in on constantly is not a negative one at all. It's your inner consciousness coming out, giving you a navigation to who you actually are. It’s as if the inner chemistry of your body repels the connections that it has already sought and lived through before; the paleo pull is dramatically pulling you elsewhere. But the question is to where, why and what is the journey like ahead for those who cannot remain in one place for too long?
In the summer of 2017, I did something completely unheard of for me... I took a solo trip to Walt Disney World. You see... I love just about everything Disney and have since I was the age of 3 (I wore out my Betamax copy of Mary Poppins after watching pretty much daily). And as many Disney World travelers will share, it's a great experience to share with friends, family, loved ones... Everyone really. And at the time I decided to start saving for this trip five years earlier, it was to share with a special person, my boyfriend. It was meant to be a surprise, 5-year anniversary trip and proposal all in one. I had everything planned down to the moment I'd propose. We'd go have a wonderful time at the parks, and him being a huge fan of horror and haunts and scare zones and I would propose in front of the Haunted Mansion, symbolizing the two of us: Me being Disney and him being the Horror man.