One year ago I travelled solo for the very first time, one of the scaryest things I have ever done. I had just come out of a relationship and I needed some good old soulsearching, on my own. Some of my friends had really good experiences with solo travelling. I was curious about it and felt like I needed a re-set. I watched the movie eat-pray-love over and over (cliche, I know), and I felt this urge to go away for a while. After I broke up with my boyfriend I started doing yoga every day, and I knew that as long as I could practice yoga I would be fine, no mather where I was. I googled yoga-spots all over the world and Ubud, this little hippie-town in Bali caught my interest. I wasn't sure if I could call myself a "yogi" yet and not sure if I would fit in with all the superadvanced yogis that I imagined I would meet, I was actually totally prepared to spend three weeks by myself, but I decided to just appreciate the experience.
Booking that ticket to Bali a year ago is one of the coolest things I have ever done for myself. It opened so many doors to the future, totally changed my life. Now I'm not scared anymore!
I met two amazing girls in Ubud, almost the minute I got there and we ended up travelling together for the two most awsome weeks ever. I couldn't have asked for better travelbuddies. And now, one year later we are all going to meet up in San Fransisco for a reunion. And its only a week away!
Solo travelling is a way to connect with people in a way you probably wouldn't have if you travelled with your friends. When you loose your safety net, and fall out your comfortzone it might feel more comfy and more safe than you could imagine. And what is there to loose?
I have said it before and I'm saying it again; YOLO.