For many years my life lacked a travel partner who had the time and enthusiasm for the type of travel I enjoy. Also, I had a bit of a hang up about travelling alone. I am not sure if it was a lack of confidence or solo travel was just too far out of my comfort zone, either way I didn’t consider it a viable option.
But life changes and last summer I realized if I didn’t travel alone I might never make to all the places I wanted to visit. So I bought a ticket to Costa Rica. Costa Rica had been at the top of my list for years and now it was completely up to me to make it work.
After landing in Costa Rica, I jumped on a public bus to get to downtown San Jose. As I sat on the bus, a wave of raw emotion washed over me and and I started to cry. Some of my tears were fear, some were excitement, but most were pride. I was so proud that I hadn’t succumbed to all the “what ifs” that typically bog down my mind and talked myself out of taking this trip solo. I’m fairly certain I weirded out the guy sitting next to me, but he pretended not to notice and I pretended not to care.
I thought my trip to Costa Rica would satiate my travel bug (for a few months until I was planning on hiking the Camino de Santiago)…instead it ignited a full blown fever.
|Orosi, Costa Rica-December 2013|
I met several round the world (RTW) travelers along the way. Notably, a British couple, Jenny and Simon, who I met (thank you for the introduction, Maarten) getting on the bus to Monteverde. I give them complete credit for changing the trajectory of my life in an unexpected and amazing way. Though I met other long term travelers, they put a real face on RTW travel because they were traveling in a way that I could associate with.
Once the seed was planted, it was all I could think about. Before I came home from Costa Rica, I had made up my mind to take my own RTW trip.
Now to tell my family and friends. And quit my job.