Hey Travelers! I wanted to go in December. I didn’t go because I didn’t have anyone to go with me. In February fear stopped me. I didn’t know how I would make the trip work and who I would go with. I was worried for my safety; I didn’t know the right time to go; the list of excuses grew longer. The themes of fear and insecurity perpetuated itself and eventually I pushed my dream of a solo trip to the Sahara Desert to the back burner.
It wasn’t until in May, I was thinking about my time here in Spain and realized I never made it to the Desert. I started panicking and kicking myself for not making dreams into reality. Why did I let my darkest thoughts and fears…things that were part of my imagination….things that hadn’t even occurred yet, overtake my life?
At that moment, the first week in May, I decided that before I left Spain I would go where I dreamt of in December. Every week I looked at fluctuating prices and availability. I would say, Oh, I can find a lower price. And then I wouldn’t book. I would also say Oh, I can’t go. There’s not enough time. I have to work….It’s going to be too hot.etc. etc.
With every no and I can’t, my departure date encroached. I realized that if I played it safe and didn’t bet on myself I would regret it. I would be living with a lifetime of what if’s. For once, I threw caution to the wind and gave up the title of being “Ms. Goody Two-Shoes.” I booked my trip: 3 days, 2 nights to the Sahara Desert.
I’m glad I did. My excursion into the Desert was a trip of a lifetime. In fact, it holds a spot in one of the Top 5 moments of my life. I’m glad I listened to my intuition (and if you’re wondering, I went solo).
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