Three years ago I got sick of waiting. I didn’t know exactly what I was waiting for, but I felt stuck in my life. I had spent 5 years studying and gotten my masters’ degree in psychology. I had worked in the field for a couple of years and got a good job. But I had a strong feeling of “now what?” I had done what I was supposed to do and all I had to show for it was routine and predictability. My life felt very…grey. The pressure of everyone around me moving on with their lives and forming families wasn’t exactly helping, it induced anxiety in me.
I guess I just got to that point where I realized that of something was about to get moving I needed to make that happen for myself instead, of waiting for something/someone to get the ball rolling. So I asked myself what I could do to feel excited again. The only thing I could come up with was travel far far away from home. For a really long time I had wanted to fly to the other side of the world and discover New Zeeland. But the thought of being on the opposite side of the globe all alone really scared me and wasn’t an option. I wanted someone to come along with me. I found myself at the same spot again, I was waiting.
One day I got a birthday invitation from a colleague. I was a bit hesitant to go but decided it probably be more fun than staying in watching Netflix. By coincidence at the birthday dinner I was seated next to a guy who used to live and study in New Zeeland. He was talking excitedly about his time there, all the adventures and the beautiful nature. When I told him about my fear of going there by myself he guaranteed me that I would meet alot people. He also told me I would regret it if I didn’t go. Right then and there I decided I was going to do it. One week later my ticket was booked. I felt very anxious up until the departure date but it passed as soon as I landed in Auckland. Boy I’m I proud and happy I did it! At the time I had no idea New Zeeland would completly blow me away and change everything ( more about that to come :)). I completely fell in love with traveling solo.
There are so many great stories to tell. The people you met along the way, the random things that keep happening, all adventures and the challenges that you face far away from home without your security net. Its pretty intense and a crash course in personal development. I’ve learned so much and that’s what I want to share here on this blog, not just beautiful pictures (although there be a lot of that too) but the growth that occurs on the inside too.
Today I have traveled alone to New Zeeland, Cabo Verde, Italy, Indonesia and Australia. I would love to share the past experiences and the ones coming up. In October it’s time for new adventure in south east Asia 😀 but until then I’ll be digging in the past and bringing out the highlights of my previous travelling. I’m so excited for this!!