About two months ago, I had my eyes set on countries and destinations fit for solo female travel. As a creative, it’s natural for me to want to seek out new people and places. And sometimes I think I owe it to myself to follow my heart and soul’s craving for somewhere new.
I’ve told myself time and time again:
“You’ve got settle your roots somewhere!”
“How are you ever going to get anywhere if you’re always on the move?”
“How are you ever going to create any lasting relationships if you’re always gone?”
To hell with all of that!
I know who I am.
I know what I want.
And this has always called to me…
I think I owe it to myself to follow my heart and soul’s craving: for a getaway, for my growth, for my ever-expanding mind; my increasing curiosity; my zest for life and the world outside.
As the seasons change and we enter a season of transition, I want to go inward. I want to feel, taste, see, and meet a whole new me along the way.
I’m ready (as I’ll ever be).
So where the hell in the world should I go? (Solo female traveler friendly, please!)
With love and honesty,