Mangalore is a magical place. The beach is lonely, and i'm alone. No gossips of football, movies, and politics are loitering about my ears. It's just the sizzling sound of waves that I can hear.
Wait... someone's talking aloud! It's my thoughts. It's am actually talking to myself loudly, asking precisely the same question again and again: Is it okay traveling alone? Why are people so reluctant about travelling alone?
We've heard people say things such as: I did not go anywhere this vacation because I did not have anyone to go along with.
Really? Is any excuses for not heading out, and keeping your property every one of the times? Do you also believe traveling alone is boring and weird? In the event you have a tendency to believe way, it's time that you should rework about this notion.
I prefer to travel with relatives and buddies, but also in the recent years I've found myself being dependent on travelling alone! There was a few pre-determined questions, however, that muddled me before I took 'solo travel' as one of my passion.
'What only fall sick and nobody will there be to keep up me?'
'What should i be robbed of my money?'
'What easily meet a car accident, get kidnapped, or get murdered?''
The concerns are genuine. But even when you travel with someone, exactly what is the ensure that you're 100 percent safe? Accidents can befall anytime, rather than doing something just because you really feel something bad can happen is cowardly. It is like saying that I would not drive because vehicles can cause accidents.
Which has a strong determination, along with a strong plan b, it is possible to really visit these inhibitions, and overcome your journey. That is what I did, and i also find it very rewarding.
Having travelled a great deal, I have had many experiences. We've remarked that these experiences differ. But there's another thing common: Once you travel with someone, you happen to be beyond your face and far in-tuned with folks who are around you. When you travel alone, you are usually as part of your head. You often don't stop talking to yourself.
I have already been to Mysore thrice-once with my buddies, once as part of camera crew to shoot a documentary, as soon as alone. Although the destination was the identical, the feeling differed.
My first journey was clandestine getaway-a trip planned by my buddies seemingly unprovoked.
"Let's head to Mysore", my friend and mastermind proposed 1 day. "Bunking per day of school won't hurt".
And that we packed to the trip within a day, and left for Mysore at the start of the morning following day. Very low cost there were to expend, so we decided to return within 24 hours via the jam-packed local passenger train. It was a six hour of tiring return journey without having a place to sit. Nevertheless the journey was fun: squatting by the door of your moving train, debating entirely regarding the best beer on the planet, regarding the fastest bullet train, about cannibal tribes of Africa. That's a trip I'd seldom forget, an outing that made me experience the true joys like a bohemian.
My second journey was an official one. There are directors, producers, faculties, and students. It turned out a crowded journey, so we seldom got possibility to enjoy the place. For many area of the journey, we were roaming inside a claustrophobic vehicle, and much of what we had was with the camera lens. We were in a hurry. The one thing I enjoyed in this journey was the lunch with all the producer in Royal club. Few people around us were having shots of Vodka, but we were banned to get it. We returned in the same van-our butts glued to seats, backs frozen, and mind bored stiff.
