I did not originally plan to travel alone. I
may be somewhat independent but I also crave company, and the prospect of
spending the best part of three weeks travelling alone did unnerve me. I
fully expected to drive myself crazy, getting quickly bored and frustrated, but
I discovered that travelling alone isn't the trial I expected it to be.
I am lucky enough to have two University
friends living in Japan who had extended an open invitation for me to come and
visit. Coupled with the fact that I was frustrated at my lack of job prospects,
everything added up to the opportune moment for me to up sticks and put some
distance between myself and my regular life.
But one thing was
halting me from booking my flights: the thought of going it alone. Travelling
as a lone female scared me, and I thought I'd be inviting trouble. I asked
around my friends and family to see if anyone fancied exploring Japan with me,
with no positive responses. As the weeks passed and no-one seemed keen to join
me on my Asian adventure, I realised I would be alone if I went through with
this.
I could feel my 40-year old career bound self
screaming at me to just do it, and take advantage of my lack of pressing responsibility. From
the moment I clicked 'confirm' to book my tickets I was excited. This mood settled
into a positive anticipation as I boarded the plane, yet as we came into
land the realisation of what I was about to embark upon came sharply into
focus. I was about to get off that plane, walk out into the most foreign
country I had ever been to, and I was totally alone.
Feeling sick I stood in the airport, not having
a clue what to do or where to go. Luckily my Japan residing friend Anna was
texting me directions, but following her instructions towards the train station
felt more like driving without a seatbelt on.
This feeling didn't last long. When
alone you don't have time to spiral into panic, doing and finding things
are much more pressing tasks. Yes, finding hostels can be a nightmare,
depending on the quality of internet directions, but once you get there things
usually run pretty smoothly. As I stumbled into my first hostel, too exhausted
from travelling to register where I was, what time it was, or even who I was, there were two things on my
agenda: shower and sleep. This just did not happen. The second I'd put down my
massive bag and proceeded to check in, one of the hostel workers invited me to
go into Osaka with some other hostel guests.
"Great" I said.
"Any time for a shower?"
"No, we're leaving
now...sorry...sleep and shower later!"
No way was I going to pass up on
this opportunity of getting my bearings and meeting new people. Sweat and fatigue became two states simultaneous with making the most of my time travelling, so it was a blessing to realise and embrace this from Day 1.
Of course sometimes you do have to
make the first move. Offering to make a cup of tea for other lone travellers
was a particular hit, and I ended up chatting with an Irish guy, an Australian girl, and an
American guy, all visiting Hiroshima alone. We met up again for dinner and
drinks, meeting some rather loud and drunk Japanese business men who wanted to
share their bowl of edamame beans with us.
And it's not just evening
conversation. Bump into the right people and you'll find yourself a temporary
travel buddy. I met a lovely Irish girl in a capsule hostel in Tokyo. She had
just arrived, and was still in the culture shock stage I had experienced a
couple of weeks back in Osaka. I had just spent a rather uninspiring day in
Tokyo alone; the big T and I had not hit it off. As a result we were both as chatty as each
other and up for spending the next day exploring together. We instantly clicked
and had a fantastic day getting lost on the metro system, trawling through Harajuku,
and getting our culture fix at the Tokyo-Edo Museum. The fun didn't stop there.
The following day we invited a German guy I'd met at my previous hostel to
leave the city and visit Kamakura with us - a popular tourist town boasting beautiful Buddhist temples and a huge Buddha statue. We ended up
accidentally trekking for an hour through the woods on our quest for the Buddha,
and there is no way I would have lasted that trek in flip flops alone. Reaching
the Buddha was that much more a triumphant victory as a group of three.
However, the most valuable lesson
learnt from my time away was that being alone isn't always something that
should be avoided, it is to be embraced.
The most time I spent soIo was when
I was staying in Koyasan, a sacred mountain top Buddhist temple complex. Other
travellers in my hostel were mainly couples, not too interested in meeting new
people, and I soon realised that this was in fact ideal. I was able to stroll
around the temples barefoot, get an early night without worrying about another
person's level of boredom or fatigue, and appreciate everything I wanted to for
as long as I wanted to. One of my most precious Koyasan memories was the
morning I got up at 5am, and walked through the ancient forest graveyard to
reach the Kobodaishi Gobyo temple. Photos were not allowed right near the temple so no physical evidence exists, it's all in my memory. It was a heady, calming
experience, and never before or since have I ever felt more carefree and
empowered. The smell of the incense clouding my sleepy head, the rolling murmuring
of the priests' chanting and the beauty of the towering mossy trees are
enhanced in my memory because I was alone.
The memory is solely mine. Copyright of Jasmine Gordon.
If ever you find yourself saying
'I'd love to go to [insert foreign country/city name], who's interested?' and you are met with the same old work/money/dog excuses, GO ANYWAY. The saying that
people regret what they didn't do
more than what they did do certainly
rings true here. Being a loner traveller allows you to discover places and people so much
easier than travelling in a pack. You are focused more on your surroundings and
the live action, rather than on your circle of friends. In any case, you won't
be isolated, meeting people is a breeze. Stay in hostels, make cups of tea, and
invite someone you just met along for the next day's adventure (Hey, I just met you...and this is crazy...) You will soon
wonder what you were so worried about.
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