*Throwback Post Alert*
Originally published in 2018.
In 2015, traveling to Europe was just a dream… and then it wasn’t. If you’ve read my About Me page, you’ll know that my mother is from Ireland. As a child, I traveled there frequently with my family but hadn’t returned since 2001. School, sports, finances, etc., kept my family and me from returning together.
In 2015, I was finishing up my sophomore year of college. I was going through a transitional period, and it was the perfect occasion to take the trip of a lifetime. I didn’t just plan to take the trip on a whim, though. My cousin was getting married in London. So, I stole my parents’ invitation and decided I was going to crash the party!
Just kidding about the party-crashing part. Karma is real, folks!
I was about to go to my first wedding, take my first solo plane ride, and leave my parents for more than a few days for the first time ever.
Was I nervous? Sure.
Was I excited? You have no idea!
This adventure is where the idea for my travel blog came to my mind, but it would take years for it to finally come to fruition.
Check out A Quick Tour of Ireland and How To Spend One Day In London to learn about my first solo trip abroad.
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What was your first solo trip? Or do you always bring a partner? Comment below!
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Photo Info: View of Dublin from the Guinness Storehouse’s Gravity Bar.