I did it! I went solo!
If you follow me on Instagram then you’ve seen this picture before and here it is again! I was trying to take a picture with the bike I just rode 3 miles on ( I learned how to ride a bike last year) but I realized that I cut my hand in two places while picking up the bike I guess, so here I am laughing at myself. I took my first solo trip to Tulum and I don’t regret a second of it! With Mexico being my choice you know 90% of people told me to not go alone. What did I do to not let the negativity get to me? I stop telling people where I was going, did my research, and just booked my ticket!
“The man who goes alone can start today, but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready.’
- Henry d. Thorau
From the minute I left the airport exit and hopped on the bus, I began meeting solo travelers so in actuality I didn’t feel alone because we were all alone. Makes sense? I took public transportation because it was the cheapest and the only way to truly experience a country is to do like the locals. I never for a second felt unsafe! I asked for help when I didn’t know something or my Spanish wasn’t sufficient, and always used common sense (a lot people forget to).
During my trip I had an AHA moment. Tulum is known for their cenote(s)- a sinkhole resulting from the collapse of limestone bedrock that exposes groundwater. I was debating on if I wanted to go or not because I can’t swim, they’re said to be super packed, and I would only be going to take a picture to have to post on Instagram (just being honest). I literally spent hours going back and forth then it hit me! I was in Tulum ALONE that meant I could do whatever the heck I wanted to without disappointing anyone! That’s the joy of going solo!
In conclusion, I didn’t go see not one cenote and I’m not one bit salty about it! My time in Tulum was exactly what I wanted it to be: liberating!
I’ll be posting my official Tulum/Playa del Carmen travel guide, soon.