Wow Paris, you did not disappoint! What a beautiful city full of people, life, love, and culture. I didn’t have a ton of time to spend here, but what time I did have I used wisely. On the train ride from Bordeaux I was thinking to myself that I wished I knew someone in Paris to have dinner with. I was feeling a little lonely, but wanted to spend a night out and have a good meal. After I arrived at my hostel I went out to find a snack and explore. I heard a girl speaking American English, spoke to her, and ended up spending the entire day with her. It’s crazy how a small thought that I had manifested itself. The next day I spent the day exploring on my own. I got my lunch, and very much like a tourist ate it in the park by the Eiffel Tower. But it made me so happy, and I am a tourist, so who cares?
After Paris I opted out of Amsterdam and went up to a small town in the north of the Netherlands called Den Helder. I slept in a tiny little pipowagen with no heat that smelled like horses and didn’t have WiFi, and I loved every minute of it. I rode one of said smelly horses on the beach, I spent time alone, and it was amazing. One of the other pipowagen guests and I chatted at breakfast, and he ended up going with me to the Navy Museum where we toured a submarine and some other boats.
So why did I title this post “Falling in Love”? Because I am falling in love with solo travel. I get to do things on my terms, if I want to, when I want to. I’m taking the time to do more of the things that I love like people watching and writing. I get to spend more time focusing on my work with Snowman Films. I’m eating a ton of great food and meeting some really nice people. Sure it can be a little lonely at times, but it’s been great for getting some mental clarity. So yes, I’m falling in love with myself and I couldn’t be happier about it.