There is only one thing I know for sure about my upcoming trip: I leave on September 1.
Beyond that, I have nothing planned.
No next flight, no hostels booked, no idea what happens after I leave the rest of my Birthright group at the airport.
For all I know, I could get on a flight to Berlin, or Budapest, or Amsterdam, or Dublin.
Right now, I’m leaving everything up to chance and how I feel in the moment.
What if I make a new best friend on my trip who wants to camp on a beach in Tel Aviv? What if inspiration strikes at the airport and I decide to jet to Warsaw? What if I find a $75 flight to Rome?
After reading countless guidebooks and travel blogs, I’m confident in my decision to travel alone. Living in major cities has given me enough street smarts and confidence to deal with most situations. I also want the freedom to chose what cities and attractions I visit, when I want to wake up, and how to spend my time.
I have a long list of places I want to visit over the next three months, including but not limited to:
…but I know I probably won’t make it to all of them.