25 Apr Traveling Alone. A reminder of who we really are.
I’ve been traveling alone for almost four years. This is something I hadn’t done until I was 37 and from that moment on, has become the one thing I do. So much freedom ?
It is all about what “I” want to do, who “I” want to talk to, where I want to go, how long I want to stay and so forth. Kind of selfish, actually. But since I had never done it before, it is nice.
But it can be addictive, though. Once you get used to it and you see how good it feels to be totally free, it just takes more energy and patience to travel with some one else. Even if it’s someone you love. I have had a few travel friends since then and it gets to a point when I sometimes miss being alone. Is that bad? I have no idea. I guess it’s like everything else in life, good and bad depending on how you look at it.
Traveling as a Digital Nomad around Thailand, for example, I can rent a scooter for 5 dollars a day and just ride anywhere I want in those beautiful islands, all by myself, feeling safe. The wind on my face, chosing which beach I will go to, where I will stop and work for a few hours, which food I will eat, it’s all available for me to chose without having to negociate with anyone else.
I know that I will soon want to have a relationship, a family maybe, and all this individual freedom will be a good memory. So I guess I should enjoy the most of it while I can. I just hope that once I am traveling again with the ones I love, friends or family, we can still find a balance and try to respect each other’s time out.
Now that I have learned the power and magic of some time alone, it should be included, one way or another, in future plans. For me and for the ones I am living or traveling with. So we can be reminded of what we really like and who we really are.
If you haven’t traveled alone yet, please, just go!
And let me know how you felt and discovered?