Solo traveler, female, 31 years old of European origin who has only extensively travelled through France. Journeys that left me itching, that induced questions, but most of all: they showed me my world is very small. Now I am biting my nails in anxiety, adventure calls me and forces me outside the safetybox to dive in a new adventure. My bags are packed, my tickets booked, vaccines injected, and so the journey will begin in less than a week from now, starting in Thailand, then on to Cambodja, Laos and where ever my treacherous adventurous feet may lead me.
Who I am is whatever I identify with, I have no real profession, nor have I got a set outlook. I am leaving the biggest part of my life behind in search for truth, in search of who I am. Fire has wrapped my world in flames. Will this trip burn off the illusions that I have of life? Will I be born from my own ashes like a phoenix? Will I finally find my true goal and happiness? Or will it merely be one step after another after another, just to realise there was nothing there to begin with?
Who I am is what my journeys may unravel. Let's take this first step and find out.