The Art of Travelling Alone

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Internet is populated with equal amounts of vapid and inspiring things all meshed into a digital web that is even harder to traverse.  This generation of youth seem to be born with an innate skill for web browsing to find the absurd and wonderful that will eventually make it to the evening news segment with Anderson Cooper’s YouTube finds.  I am not born with this skill.  I’d liken myself to Benjamin Button – young on the outside but old on the inside – though I hope that doesn’t mean I’m near the end of my life.

Santorini | 1. The Art of Travelling Alone.

I stumbled upon this article (see the link above) and felt compelled to share.  When I took off on my big adventure after I graduated from college, I went alone.  Traveling alone comes with its cons but there are so many pros that are easily overlooked.  Reading this article resurfaced parts of me that have been in hibernation, at least until my bank account can bank roll my next trip.

It’s poetic that the author of this blogpost picked Santorini of all places to visit, considering I’ve wanted to travel to Santorini since I read the first installment of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants back in grade school.  I will one day make it to Greece.  I will read my book at a cafe overlooking the white-rock cliffs and clear waters.  I will swim at midnight in the sea and eat olives for breakfast.

As writers, we never know who and how we will affect others with our work.  This is the reason why I started writing many years ago.  Thank you @beradadisini for reminding me why I like myself and of my dreams.

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