Solo Travel: Do It Because You Will Love Yourself
Hello!
I am currently in Washington D.C., by myself. I love it!
"Happy," is an understatement of my emotional, physical, and mental state the last few days.
Before I left Colorado, I was in a slump. My brain was mushy, I had not been doing yoga everyday. (I'm not sure if it's because I'm saturated with it at work now, but something is up with my yoga practice. To be determined).
Loving a city you don't know is a door towards loving yourself. I love this city because it's alive, bustling, new and I find myself finding so much to be happy and thankful for. I'm also having to learn the subway system here, (thanks to the Transit app, this is not as hard as NYC was for me in 2007).
I'm not sure there is anything I love more than traveling alone.
Really.
Minus the extra cost of hotels, taxis, etc., traveling alone is so much better than traveling with other people:
You don't have to make decisions for anyone but you.
You learn the layout of the city you are in because you have to. (I'm guilty of letting others navigate when I'm in a place I don't know, so therefore, I never learn the layout).
You get to do whatever-the-heck you want.
You connect with others around you - because you're aware that they are there.
No waiting on someone who sleeps in late.
No waking up until you want to.
You uncover an affection for yourself, because you ARE capable of being alone in a big city!
The only awkward thing is taking photos of yourself - but I'm a-ok with that.
