Day 218: Cuenca, Ecuador
Sometimes traveling alone really sucks. You get lonely, tired of being alone and write really cranky blog posts.
But as hard as it is to be a party of one you do meet some really wonderful people on the road that feel like you’ve been friends for years.
In my hostel dorm I met 5 wonderful girls in their 30s (okay Jessa is 25 but we won’t hold that against her) traveling in South America.
And as wonderful as it is to Couchsurf or meet groups of people, there’s nothing compared to meeting girls who are going through the same thing you are, wondering:
what is going on with my life? do I want to go back to the same job? do I want kids? should I make out with the DJ?
It’s a special bond and it doesn’t happen often.
The past few days I spent with them drinking, eating and laughing have been wonderful. I think back to the weeks before my trip when I was petrified of traveling alone.
But I’ve learned so is everyone else but we travel alone anyway and open ourselves up to ridiculous and wonderful experiences such as this:
And more non-sober photos:
[tylr-slidr width=”590″ height=”393″ userID=”70223579@N00″ groupID=””]http://www.flickr.com/photos/ayngelina/sets/72157625333486524/[/tylr-slidr]