I’m feeling very nostalgic lately since the Women in Travel Summit just took place in California.
I was a keynote speaker at the first WITS, which was held in Chicago. I had a wonderful time during my travels in Chicago, but I have yet to write about one aspect I enjoyed immensely: touring the Chicago Skydeck.
When a few WITS attendees and I joined a tour of the Willis Tower Skydeck, members of management treated us to an exclusive look at this fascinating structure.
I learned some juicy facts about the Skydeck and Willis Tower:
So I’ve been living in Playa del Carmen for a while now and have had the chance to witness different ways of enjoying this growing city.
It obviously depends on the length of time you have to play with. I chose a different route than others, but very happy to talk about the various options out there.
I’m writing this post for me. Well, and for you, too. While I’ve seen a fair amount of Asia, Bali is still a mystery to me. One I hope to conquer early next year.
Indonesia reminds me of the Philippines. Like the Philippines, Indonesia is composed of thousands of islands. 14,000 to be exact.
For safe and fun travel, I think Indonesia ranks up there as fairly easy to navigate for solo female travelers. It feels like you can walk around without having to clutch your bag every two seconds, and relax into each travel day. But at the same time, you’re treated to the crazy, refreshing drum beat of Indonesian culture. A solo gal can handle this!
In anticipation of visiting Bali, here’s my bucket list for when I venture there sooner, rather than later:
Some solo female travelers feel uneasy about heading to a large centre. There’s being noticeably alone in a big city, along with not knowing how to enjoy things solo, especially if there are concerts, events, or other neat things to do.
But having traveled to about 49 countries or so (honestly, I’ve lost count, because my memory is awful) has taught me that going solo in a city is not terrible at all, but really liberating!
Sydney, Australia is one of those cities that’s easy to navigate, find new friendships, yet still enjoy something solo, if you wish.
It’s all there; it’s just a matter of finding it! Good thing I’m here to tell you. Here’s my unique solo guide to Sydney:
I made a grave mistake. The darkened highway suddenly burst with lights as the ADO bus barrelled towards the centre of Playa del Carmen. All that light made me cower.
Popping sounds exploded in my eardrums before I realized it was music blaring from a store. I peered out the bus window, seeing too many brightly lit stores and people, moving swiftly down the paved sidewalks.
After four months of existing in a silent world of star filled nights and empty beaches in Xcalak, this slice of civilization was frightening. There is comfort in solitude. I felt protected in the bubble of my routine that nobody could intrude on.
Again, I go silent.
My excuse, if I have one, is I’ve been recharging. The holidays were a time to get back to a community of friends, get more in touch with goals I want to push forward for 2016, and quite honestly — figure out what I want to do with this blog.
I’m slowly gathering energy again to devote more time to this blog, to write my heart out.
According to numerology, my year is anahata — the year of being unhurt, unstruck, unbeaten.
But I couldn’t have gotten here without all the things that happened last year. Take a stroll with me as I review the most memorable moments of 2015.