I recently returned from a solo trip.
Often women say to me they could “never travel alone”. They don’t have to explain why, I immediately understand their unspoken fears.
When I gave my sister the address of the AirBnB in the mountains where I was staying for three weeks, I actually joked, “Here’s where to send the cadaver dogs”. It’s not that I don’t have concerns for my safety as a woman traveling alone…I just choose not to give into those fears. There’s too much I want to do!
But I will admit that after driving for almost twelve hours, I did wonder if I was delivering myself to the doorstep of a serial killer when I drove up this driveway as the sun was setting on a foggy evening. (It’s a driveway that takes a full 90 seconds to drive up so you FEEL like you’re in the middle of nowhere…the perfect den for said waiting serial killer.)
Maybe a solo trip to an isolated house in the mountains where you see a black bear more often than humans isn’t the right fit for you. (For the record, I’m wayyyyy more afraid of humans than bears.)
But is there something you can do to push yourself a smidge outside of your comfort zone?