Alone and unlimited
Travelling alone is a no no for some of us, and years ago I am sure I would never have had the balls to do it either.
But there are many benefits and very few draw backs, especially with smart phones, (as long as you dont swim with them) as you always know exactly where you are and are always contactable.
On my phone I have maps me, tracker finder for my kids peace of mind, Uber for the cheapest taxis which is hugely handy when you have no idea where you are and to get a ball park figure of how long it takes to get places and how much it costs.
Then you have my spanish apps, music, messaging, it really is a piece of cake compared to the last time I did this, when the only communication happened through email.
But take the phone out the equation and things change.
My daily spanish lessons stopped, which was a big miss, keeping the language in my head over and over has been brilliant.
No maps, fine in the Galapagos but a totall pain in the ass getting back into Quito and finding my way around. No idea about this city, where to go, how long it takes, blah, blah, blah.
I got on a trole bus yesterday on a mission to buy a phone, managed to ask for the centro de la ciudad and headed into the every large city centre, jammed in with another 3000 peeps swinging and holding on for dear life.
I had no idea where to get off, but when I had been on for about 45 mins and I started to see a lot of shops, I just got off. Found the nearest hostel, cranked up my lap top to make sense of where I was. So much easier if you have your phone.
I can understand what people say now if it is in context, but I a completely isolated by the language here, the speed they talk and the accents, it's an interesting experience.
I am glad I took the lap top but obviously is not ideal on the bus, or airport, or street corner.
I had to find wifi, then hope it would connect, then try and remember details or write them in my notepad, very old school and a pain in the ass.
No music or meditations when I am on bus or plane, and no way to send my nieces stupid photos of my trip.
I love the freedom, where will I go today, what time, where am I headed, there is a real excitement getting up and wondering what amazingly, beautiful place to go to next.
I am going to write a separate blog on the Galapaogos, but as I became phoneless there it was in interesting experience.
The hostels there and a few places on mainland have no kitchens and private bedrooms more like a hotel, which may sound nice, and is occasionally, but not if you want to socialise.
For me, travelling alone, the main way you meet people is in the bostels, sharing dorms or eating in the kitchen.
So I had a few days where I really spoke to no one, and having no phone I was not talking to any of my friends or family around the World. When I could get online the internet was not strong or fast enough for me to really communicate happily in any way, but there were positives too.
With regards to my Spanish it has hugely improved but only to ask for things and understand directions etc, not have meaningful get to know you, what are you all about converstations.
Kind of like a silent retreat as I joked to my sister, but it was an interesting experience.
For a kick off I made huge inroads into a project I am working on. Got right back into reading and ordered 3 new books which I have not done to a while. Had time to reflect on what I truly want to do.
Still not sure btw except I know I love the travelling life and thanks to another couple of apps, I can volunteer, learn new skills, meet new people and pay practically nothing to be here.
The internet has truly opened us up as a Global community and I love it.
But my obsession continues
My mind is still obsessed with healing.
How can we bring the latest, scientifically proven techniques to the Scottish and Maltese communities? I care about everyone else but these 2 places are my backyard, were I will be living and visiting, where my heart is.
How can we change the terrifying language that is currently used, and create an environment of love and hope, with access to the latest info on how people defied the odds, as thousands are doing.
How can we create a Global support network for those on the healing path, to ensure that no one feels cutt off , terrified and alone, and can access the good stuff? The data as my darling friend Sondra Barret would say.
I even met and chatted to a Scottish lady who has lived here for 21 years, who had a radical remission!
I am working on a mission, travel gives me time to plan, meditate, release, visualise and ask for guidance and support.
I have met so many interesting people on route, most travellers have got a great story and a fascinating attitude. They have moved out of the system for a few months, years and that is invaluable for your soul. Nobody is judging you on your past, you only need to share what you want, and you can really be yourcellf.
I am amazed at how many really young girls are travelling alone, 18 and up, wow have they got some courage and strength.
With the work I do, the new undestanding of totally changing your external environment has been a real insight to me.
Most of us are living in the past, dragging it around, projecting it into the future, and depressing our immune system with it and running out of energy in the process.
Most of us feel liberated and refreshed when we go on holiday, then its back, we even call it back to the grind.
Does it have to be that way?
Since I moved to Malta my life is much more holiday vibe than grind and I know a lot of my friends there find that too.
I know living in the sun is not for everyone, but I think its powerful to look around and see if you can find your place.
I met a girl who had come from Mexico and she said it was her place. She felt it there, its an interesting thing, we know, not with the 5 senses, but with the heart.
I get that.
I am having a ball travelling through all these places, seeing this incredible Planet but as yet I know for now this is not "my place". I knew Malta was the minute I arrived there.
Finding your place helps you align with greater everything.
If you are unbappy or just living for the weekends, maybe you need to find a new place.
Doesnt have to be in a different Country, it might not be your home it could be your job.
Stress and wishing things were different are simply a sign that something needs to change.
Its your boot up the arse, come on, release the fear and see what else you could be doing that could make your heart sing.
I am a traveller, I have known that since I was a kid, always dreamt of sunny places, being on the sea, meeting all different cultures.
Now thanks to the internet we can travel pretty much forever if we want.
I am also driven from something I do not understand, to help create a better "health and happiness" picture in my 2 beloved Countries.
Sometimes I get downhearted thinking it is too big a job, and people do not want to change. Then I kick my own ass. Where is the hope in that thinking?
That makes my heart sing.