After building this blog and dreaming of impossible travels, I got something that made all my plans and dreams possible: a job! I've now been working for 2 months, and I officially had no summer this year, but it is all for a good cause, a great one actually, since everything seems to feet right in front of my eyes. In January I'll finally finish my Media Studies degree, and I'll be University free, and coincidence or not, it's the same month my work contract finishes as well!
Deciding to go alone was not an easy task, and I'm pretty sure I'll have nights I'll think I'm completely out of my mind for going alone and that I might just die because of this stupid idea. But right now? Right now I feel like the queen of the world (almost). Just kidding! But I imagine myself all Elizabeth Gilbert going after something that she doesn't really know what it is.
As I am writing this, in my mind I sort of believe my trip is not that far away, but how wrong am I...it's still 5 months away! Still, all I want to do is worry about things as if I would go right now! Think I'll cry on my flight day? I'm sure I will. But today everything seems perfect and awesome and a dream about to come true.
On my post about Why Solo Travel Might Be The Answer, I've told you the reasons why I want to do this on my own. I mean, imagine being me, wanting to travel the world, having this thirst to get your backpack full and meet different people, different cultures and costumes, have an adventure! Now would it be fair not to go simply because no one I know wants these same things? Nop!
Here's what I have on my mind, even though nothing is booked and all options are on the open: Slovenia, Croatia, Montenegro, Serbia, Bulgaria, Turkey, Hungary, Slovakia, Austria, Czech Republic, Poland, Lithuania, Latvia and Estonia.
Now I'll answer here what my mum asked me today:
- Aren't you scared?
- It's pretty obvious that anyone on their right mind would be scared about this. Like my mum told me "you're even scared of a fly!", lets face it, I've only been to 3 places (Rome, Lugano and Paris) and even though I kinda went alone to Lugano for 2 weeks I had already been living there for 3 months before that, and even though I went to Paris on my own and walked the streets alone during mornings, I had my cousin there and so I always had someone to count on in case something went wrong. Now, 6 months alone crossing 15 countries all on my own scares me as sh**!
So, either I'm crazy, or crazy. You decide! Now I'm saying it publicly right here: There's no stopping me, I'm going, and I'll come back to tell everyone all about it!