One thing I’ve learned about traveling alone is….you’re never really alone. Perhaps it’s because everyone is in the same predicament as you. Getting away, exploring, letting loose, and meeting new people. When I go up to a random group of people and introduce myself here in the states, I get the hesitant, awkward, distrusting looks and hellos…it takes me a minute to break that barrier down. Not once did I have this issue while traveling. Everyone wants to meet everyone.Read more
I don’t think I’ve ever seen my dad as terrified as he was when I told him my plans to backpack Central America…alone.
“What’s wrong? Is something going on in your life? Why do you feel the need to do this?”, were his immediate questions.
Once I was able to convince him I wasn’t on drugs nor was I going through a 30 year life crisis, he calmed down a bit. After all, he knew he had no choice as I wasn’t asking for permission.Read more