Should I call myself crazy or brave? I've been struggling with this one!
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!
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!
A few days ago I made myself a man and officially booked my flight to Rome! I must tell you the few seconds after I made the payment I just stared at the ATM machine kinda thinking "what the hell have you just done Rita?" and from that moment on there was no turning back!
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!
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!
Now, does this scares me? It totally does...but I strongly believe it's something I gotta do. What do I have to loose? Nothing really...Believe me, I have the perfect notion on how difficult it's going to be. I'm like a crying baby with a great ability to get lost and get myself in trouble, so I'm sure this trip won't be all pink and pretty, but just by trying to imagine how much it will change me, how much I'll have to learn - the easy or the hard way -, how many people I'll meet, and how many incredible places I'll see, my heart calms down for a while and the nerves stay a little bit more quiet.
The truth is I got inspired by other female bloggers from the second I read their stories, and I remember thinking "why not me?" and then something hit me and I saw how possible it could be if I only got myself a job - which I did! And now? Now I'll just let the magic happen as I sit in front of my computer researching and booking hostels and transports with an enormous smile on my face.
So where am I going and for how long? The truth is I still don't have a real and definite answer for that, only an idea of what I'd like to happen. Remember, this is my first solo travel ever! So, the only decision made is about my stay in Italy, and that one is: 5 weeks in Italy! This is the only part of the trip I have booked - honestly I did it so I wouldn't get cold feet about the trip and to say to myself that there's no turning back from this one anymore and that I am going, scared or not. And on the 3rd of February I'll get on that plane and I'll land in Rome totally alone and prepared for the adventure of my life!
Italy and then what?
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.
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.
So here's the full thing: departure on February 3rd 2015, around 5 to 6 months of travel in about 15 countries and many many places in between these. Sounds fun right? Well, I don't know about you, but this makes me smile big time!
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!
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!