It has been sometime since I penned down my journey. I have moved back to the city where I spent my childhood, and good part of my adulthood too. Ah! It’s a great feeling to be back.
Now, I am back to writing about my journeys. As the title suggests, the one here is where I fell in Love, with myself all over again. Even I did not know at what point during that trip it happened. This was the one when I traveled SOLO.
I was one of those people who never thought that travelling solo could be fun, and always said “nonsense” whenever I heard people say that solo travel changes you. Believe it or not, it surely does. Well! at-least it changed me and this new me was noticeable to people around me too, when I was back.
2015 was when I threw myself into this experiment of travelling solo not to a nearby city, but to a whole new continent – Europe! And if you are experimenting, why work only with single parameter, lets throw in some more variables. Lets not take any international SIM card or mobile data. No big deal. Right? I mean, I have traveled earlier too. I even lost my cell phone on one of my travels, so why such a big deal now? – It was, I had never traveled solo before. I was the most reserved person I knew back then and I cringed at the idea of approaching a stranger to talk. So this here, was a BIG DEAL for me.
This trip changed me and now I recommend it to everybody. Some people give me the same reaction I gave earlier – nonsense. But I believe, if there is even one person I can inspire to take this trip of a lifetime once, I fulfilled the purpose of writing this article. Trust me, if you can, you will fall in love with solo travelling. You will fall in love with yourself.
I covered Paris, Barcelona, Rome, and Berlin on this trip in a span of 20+ days and that trip is the most memorable one for me. Every city has its own flavor and every city taught me something different about me and about life.