I journaled for a while and listened to music. I didn’t know how else to convey all the emotions I was feeling. On my final day in Strasbourg, I sat on a pier near the river, and I cried. I suddenly didn’t believe in myself to make friends and socialize. I was terrified that I was going to spend the next three weeks lonely and miserable. I tried not to let it get to me, but after a while, I started to feel like I had made the wrong choice in choosing to solo travel. I spent a lot of time in parks, wandering aimlessly and not talking to anyone. My room was supposed to have five other guests, but only one other bed was filled my whole stay.įor the three days I spent in this city, I was incredibly lonely. In fact, I don’t think I saw anyone my age for the first two days that I stayed there. My first hostel in Strasbourg, France, was not very social. ![]() After spending almost every waking second of Prague with friends the previous month, suddenly being alone was a shock to the system.
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