Out of my comfort zone!
Every single day leading up to my great big adventure had been firmly filled with fear, anticipation, and the constant question of “what am I doing?” I was leaving my family behind, the stability of a job, and good old familiarity. But there was a great big world out there being offered to me on a plate and I wanted devour it all.
I have obsessively planned every single step of the journey. I’ve made sure I have somewhere to lay my head each and every night, but what if somehing doesn’t go to plan? Will that little anxious gremlin inside me rear it’s ugly head and completely freak out? Or will a new me emerge with a just get on with it attitude, tackle the situition head on and finally grow some major balls. Balls so big they’re swinging like those of an alpha, chest banging muscle clad Gorilla. That’s the thing about traveling, not everything will go to plan and you have to be alright with that in your head otherwise you’ll end up talking yourself out of carrying out such a major life changing journey.
When I arrived T the airport on Monday 6th June I stood there an absolute mess. Having said goodbye to my Dad, I wanted to turn around, get back in the car, run back to familiarity and be firmly back in the bosom of the life I was living. I actually wept to the point where I couldn’t get my breath. Yes I have a major soft side and I have no issues with showing it at times of serious vulnerability. I’m human, and I think emotions are a standard part of the journey any of us undertake. To show emotion is to care.
Being at the airport is a strange experience as a solo traveller. You’re excited for what lies ahead, but there’s a certain part that wishes there was someone by your side to experience every step of the way with you. Seeing couples, families and groups of people all unaware of the security they have in each other during their travel experience, whether it’s for a few days or longer, is somehow a given unwritten code. If you fall ill, have an accident, along a multitude of things that COULD go wrong, you have someone to help take the burden away, offer advice and just generally be there for a hug and a “it’s all going to be ok”. But chosing to travel alone still somehow makes you one heck of a badass mo fo. You’ve found the balls to do it on your own without the security of other people, or the ties of having to make decisions with someone else in mind. SO LET’S DO THIS JOHNNY BIG BOLLOCKS, LET’S FACE THIS EXPERIENCE WITH A GROWL, A CHEST THUMP AND A FIST UP TO THE SKY.