Since last week and for the rest of the month, I am travelling alone across Canada. It has been something that I’ve always wanted to do since I was a tiny kid. Especially after my 6th grade and 8th grade teachers fanned the flames of curiosity and imagination.
So as I write this right now, I’m sitting in my host’s house in Vancouver BC. Today is a rest day because as of right now, my legs hurt, my arms hurt, and yes, my butt hurts too. In the past 3 days, I’ve hiked up two mountains (Whistler and Grouse), kayaked 7 hours total, and spent the rest of it wandering around downtown Vancouver. Living the dream (but everything still hurts).
I am definitely having the time of my life, but uh not everything has been what I expected. My 8th grade dreams of being able to run around Canada on swashbuckling adventure has been slightly altered by a few things from my heartbreaking friend: reality.
So for future reference (because I have terrible memory) and for anyone looking to travel alone, here’s my dump of the ups and downs of travelling alone.