How often do you reminisce unforgettable memories and think, “Damn, I miss those days”? Well, that’s exactly how I feel about July of this year. It began with me asking, “Dear month, surprise me,” and pat came the reply when I serendipitously embarked on my first ‘solo’ travel.
Lounging around in my garden with a cup of coffee, watching the rains kiss the scorched ground I begin to recall the 'journey' of my lifetime.
Every year since 2015, I and my husband travel to England to visit our friends (who are indeed more than family to us). We absolutely love the British summers in all its glory. The cherry on the cake about this year’s trip was that Scotland was hosting us for our 5th wedding anniversary (a milestone..hurray!!).
Shortly after the celebrations, Saurav took off to Europe with his friends and I stayed back in Coventry and went exploring London on my own (something well- within my comfort zone). Meandering through my day I was wondering if life could get any better? Well, it did and something incredible happened when I stumbled upon an opportunity to visit Milan. Taking a deep breath, I instantly put on my thinking cap and persuaded myself that ‘I can travel — ‘Solo’. And once I was convinced with thyself my excitement levels were undoubtedly over-the-top.