It’s already been over a years since I was backpacking in Asia and it has become a huge part of me since then. There is so much I could tell, but now I just wanna tell a little bit about how it was to travel alone at the beginning of my trip.
In october 2013 I was at a point in life I didn’t know what to do, I was tired of working and wasn’t ready to start at a university yet. I felt like I needed do to something new and exiting. I decided to call a friend of mine who I know is very spontaneous and we found out that the smartest we could to do was to travel. We had been in Thailand earlier that year and felt that it would be the perfect place to go.
Traveling across the world with no return-ticket was actually kind of thrilling, it made me feel free. We decided to stay together for around 2-3 weeks before traveling on our own. When it came to the point that we actually left each other I honestly felt terrified. I’ve never felt so alone, but yet so free. For me it was a really strange feeling, and I’m not sure if I liked it or not. She left to meet her mother in Bangkok so they could stay in a temple, while I stayed behind at Koh Phangang. I knew that I needed to leave the country soon and started to get really stressed, I felt that I needed to find a group or at least a person I could do some traveling with. After a couple of days I met three dutch guys who said that I could happily join them to Koh Phiphi. I still had around 7 days left on my visa so I joined them. We had a good time on the Island, but then it was about time to plan my next destination. I decided to take a flight to Singapore and stay there for a short week then fly to Hanoi, the capital of Vietnam.
I didn’t really know anything about Singapore when I got there, except from having a lot of international business. I stayed there for five days and was alone most of the time. I took the underground to big shopping malls and visited the famous Marina bay and Sentosa Island. Singapore was a really surrealistic country to me, everything was so big. There was plenty of sky scrapers, spectacular buildings, huge christmas decorations and you could see straight away that it is a rich country. Being alone in Singapore was actually a lot of fun. At first I thought it wouldn’t be, but as soon as I started looking around I felt like I didn’t have enough time in the country. When it comes to being alone, it was surprisingly easy. I think after spending a month with someone around everyday all the time I needed to have some time alone as well. So, all in all, Singapore was a great experience.
Haoi was a different cup of tea, not as developed as Singapore and very chaotic. Suddenly I felt alone again, and forgot all about how good it was to be alone in Singapore. I think for me, all the chaos stressed me out and I was also staying in a hostel filled with backpackers I didn’t know how to approach. Even though I traveled alone, it doesn’t mean that I wanted to be alone all the time, so I had to get to know some people.
When I came to the hostel I went to the dorm with all my stuff, then rushed to the bar and got a beer. I sat down by a table and felt really alone because I didn’t know how to start talking to anyone. I’m used to the Norwegian way, and here you don’t talk to or just sit down with people you don’t know. After a while I started to talk with a few people from my dorm and joined their table. We drank beer and got to know people from all kinds of countries. For me that was a turning point, after that night I never had trouble on my trip with talking and getting to know people.
Isn’t it funny, how you can feel so scared of something that isn’t dangerous at all? This journey was life changing in so many ways, not just in the sense of getting to know the world better, but I also learned to push my own limits in a good way. Now I’m a more social person who loves to get to know new people.
Have any of you guys traveled alone or have something you wanna share from you’r own travel experiences? If so, I would love to hear more about it!