Bonjour.
Haiz, theres no one to entertain me since everyone is busy with their exams , so I shall ahem entertain myself by ahem blogging about my Italy, Greece trip.
Being such a stubborn person who always insist on doing things my way (I know! i need to change!), travelling alone was rather a blessing. I went wherever i wanted to go, did whatever I wanted to do and probably covered more ground that I would ever will, all at a pretty slow relaxing pace.
Something I really enjoyed was meeting different people from different countries and cultures. Sometimes, I took the initiative to start up a conversation. Other times, people, probably seeing that I'm alone, came up to talk to me. I really learnt a lot about other cultures and people and some facts that were pretty shocking to me!
It was during this trip that I first experienced hostelling. Some hostels were great, there were common areas where you could go hang out and chat with others (which i really enjoyed). Others simply didn't fit me. There were parties going on every night and everyone just drank..and drank ...and drank. To fit in, you had to drink and party, which is really not me. Can you imagine me erm..partying? Hahaha...
On the last day of the trip, i arrived in Milan, Italy late in the evening. It was getting dark and i couldn't find my bus in the interchange (turned out that the bus doesn't stop at the interchange but at the next street), so I was getting really worried. So, after approaching some peeps who simply ignored me, I met this Filipino. She spent a good five minutes telling me where the bus stop is, and on learning that i didn't have a ticket, she went to the train station with me to get one. But alas, the tobacco shop was closed so she gave me her ticket, although she still had to use it anndd she persistently refused me offer to pay her back . It really really made my day and put a good ending to my whole trip.
Of course there were some peeps who were quite mean. Frankly, it made me pretty upset the whole day.Especially so because I was traveling alone and pretty prone to lousy moods. But hmmz, it made me think a bit and i thought it would be inevitable that i meet this kind of people in the future. So oh well, i might as well learn to get over it.
Will I ever go travelling alone again? For now, definitely.