I decided to do something I had never done before: travel alone. I mean, I had traveled alone when I went to New Zealand and Australia for 9 weeks. But I had booked tours for both countries, so I met and traveled with people and I was never truly in solitude.
This time I decided to take 10 days away from everyone and everything and explore Iceland. Just me, a rental car and all my camera equipment. I had to learn to drive manual because renting a manual car was cheaper, but despite a few lessons and practices I still was by no means an expert. I was scared.
In retrospect, I don't know what of. Maybe that something would go terribly wrong and I would be alone with no one to help me. Maybe I was just scared of being alone, engulfed in my own thoughts. I wondered if I could handle the silence and absence of human presence.
I began to talk to myself out loud. I learned to keep myself company. I'm not sure if it's normal or crazy but I would laugh at myself and my own silly comments. No disagreements on where to go or what to do. Just me.
So I decided today that I'm going to write a blog about my 10 days alone. Why not? Maybe it will entertain you, maybe it will even inspire you to do it yourself. Maybe it will bore you. But I'll be posting pictures so hopefully that will make up for any skills I lack in the writing department. Stay tuned!