Since the age I got to knew about flights I wanted to be on the frequent flyer list of all the airlines.I still remember the days when my dad used to take us for summer vacations I always waited eagerly for the summer break. I used to wake up once we headed the road from where I could see the mountains. All the way to the mountains I would look up, my eyes wide open with a feeling of how glorifying the mountains are,how come they are so jaw dropping and they never fail to mesmerize you.
Coming back to the present day , as I grew up I did go to trips with my family and friends. Once in the job all my trips started to be dependent on plans of my friends. I wanted peace from the hustle and bustle of the city. I wanted to travel to the places never heard or seen in my wildest imagination and I wanted to do it all by myself. Like everyone, I had the same perception ‘ who the hell goes alone’ , ‘ what would I do alone’ , ‘i would get bored alone’ and lastly being a girl safety concerns.
Few months back I went to Nepal, there I met a lot of solo travelers, real travelers who had flown from their country and had been travelling to different countries across the globe. On my bus journey from Kathmandu to Pokhara , I sat next to a South Korean guy we just started interacting and though there were language barriers as he did know English well. I still remember I would type the sentences in his phone which used to get translated in Korean god bless technology and god bless google translator . This way we managed to interact till the time we reached Pokhara followed by dining hangout.