I figured I didn’t want to let this chance go. Third time lucky and all that. What am I talking about? I am talking about the chance to write about the experiences I had during my trip to
My first trip abroad was
I still don’t know why, but the idea of taking a trip alone had been brewing in my mind for a very long time. I wanted to take off alone, and get to explore a place without the restraints of family, friends, or a tour guide. Maybe I was influenced by ‘The Lonely Traveller’ type of series, or maybe I just wanted to feel independent. At first, I thought of planning a trip to the
It’s quite convenient to sign up for one of those packaged tours, pay the amount and let them take care of everything. I had a lot of fun running around for the visa and the tickets, arranging the foreign exchange (and getting slightly fleeced in the process!). Call it masochism or whatever, its something I wanted to do. Thankfully, the visa came through without much difficulty. The funniest part was when I had to apply for a bank statement – as proof that I had sufficient funds for the journey!! The expression on the bank official’s face when I told him I would be traveling alone was enough. Come to think of it, a lot of people expressed surprise that I was taking this trip alone.
The usual conversation would proceed like this:
“Oh, so you are going to
“Yes”
“Family holiday?”
“No, I’m going alone”
“Oh…..which tour company have you joined then?”
“None……I am planning this trip by myself”
…………..Surprised silence………….
It bugged me a little……..and I think it was the fact that a girl was planning this trip alone was what struck most people as strange. A colleague even asked me “So I suppose you had to fight a lot with your parents to get permission for this trip?” Funnily enough, my parents were the most chilled out about this whole thing. Well, part of the reason may have been the fact that I was going to be staying at my uncle’s place.
More on this later.......
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