Have you ever traveled alone? Have you ever wanted to venture off solo? or Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you could pack up and go? With all we see and hear on the news, traveling alone might not seem to be a smart or safe option. I’ve always been loyal to myself first (for the most part,…we all slip up) and then worried about what the world had to say later.
There are a quite a few questions I get in regards to the safety of some places we’ve been to, but traveling “ALONE?!,” you can imagine the (somewhat rightful) concern surrounding my semi-feminist plight. I recently was talking to an older, dear friend of mine, and one of those ” Ah, hah…” moments came to me. There was this reality that hit when listening to the news and daydreaming of the places I want to go to…. “If you listen to the news, you’ll be scared to travel; If you travel you’ll be scared to listen to the news.”
There is so much of the news that is true, however, there is so much of the news that is implied. Every day, for hours and hours on end, there are back to back and sporadic news vehicles that drop off whatever they want to on our televisions, and we have these underlying messages that get gently placed into our subconscious minds. We have the option to change the channel, but each channel just gives similar versions of the same story. A lot of it can be considered entertainment or informative, but really there is a element of propaganda that goes along with it.
We learn from the t.v. what to love, value, fear, desire, and in some way or another, we push our own voices to the side and crave what we see and not what we feel. I know I wasn’t the only girl beside Brandy that loved to spend their teenage days “sittin’ up in my room….” I used to dream of the life I wanted. The idea of a man was there, but the burning desire for it to come to fruition wasn’t (lol).
In a nutshell, as a young woman, I never really fully calculated having to share myself with another human being, let alone a man (lol). The details of that I will share with y’all another day, but that carefree mentality gave me the balls (my own balls) to #dare to travel to #Croatia alone. It took 31 years for the timing to be right, the opportunity to knock, the funds to match and the guts,… that, was always there.
I know a lot of people have had their thoughts on traveling alone while married, and my adolescent mentality always has a valid argument in my womanhood (#balance) and I was convinced I could do it on my own, and deep down, despite a good number of discussions with my husband about it, I knew I would do it.
This is the beginning of my travel adventure breakdowns. I will be sure to add details of journeys past, present, and future, and answer any emails, and DMs on this community platform. This post is exciting, because I’ve had some people write to me with all kinds of inquiries, and I’m happy to share. We all deserve to plan and execute the lives we want and deserve support from like minded individuals.
My first day in Croatia, I was excited! I knew it was the memory point in my journey that would begin a lot of good things to come, and a lot of growth and realization in my womanhood.
I included some landscape and portrait shots that captured how elated I was to get to my destination and bask in the moment I realized this was going to be a great(probably best) decision to invest in myself. My spirit got renewed with this trip and I know some of you reading can relate to that feeling, and some of you have the desire to feel that. I got some good content updates coming, stay tuned. E-mail me, or message me with any inquiries. In the meantime, lets acknowledge those exciting feelings we get when we go after something we always dreamed of, but never thought you would actually be doing!
