Traveling alone can hurt your heart. When its just you and the world there is nowhere to hide. The beauty in going solo is that you are the only thing limiting your experience. Everyone is waiting. On my last night in Santorini I slept under the stars. Not having booked a hotel I spent my one evening on the beautiful island wandering around Oia, listening to music on the islands bookshop, staring out at the villas with the infinity pools wondering what it would be like to swim against the sky. By the time I was in the right frame of mind to figure out where Id sleep it was too late. All the hotels were closed. So I found the youth hostel and climbed to the roof, found some blankets and that was bed, the stars were my ceiling, the sunrise my alarm. Sometimes we can feel most alive when we let the world plan our itineraries a bit. I relearned such a valuable lesson on this trip - that everything that happens to us can be a key to unlocking an amazing experience. Missing my flight back to America was a gift in disguise. All of these things are gifts in disguise - every lost iPhone, missed plane, full boat, or chance encounter. I thought a lot on this trip. Thought a lot about where Im going, where Ive been, what I want to represent. I feel so blessed to have been able to go on this trip, to fall in love with traveling with myself again, and to meet some incredible people along the way. Its good to be home but Ive left a chunk of my heart in Turkey and Greece. I wont easily forget it. And I most surely will miss it.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 20:47:39 +0000
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