Prior to my stay at the Happynest Hostel in Chiang Rai, I had been traveling the islands and Chiang Mai with my husband and 6 other friends.
Needless to say, we were rolling deep, which is a rare concept considering we’re all American and it’s hard to get that many people together to head overseas, let alone a weekend in Vegas!
So it came without saying, that when everyone headed home to LAX.
I stayed behind to trek Thailand solo for a week, I felt alone and depressed.
Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic to continue my travels, but the thought of being alone after being so accompanied by, felt like a shock in the weirdest way possible.
The 3-hour bus ride from Chiang Mai to Chiang Rai was painful, even though I tried mercilessly to take my mind off it by gazing out the window watching the beautiful Thai countryside pass me by.
“Focus on the positive. Focus on the positive”
I kept telling myself.
A few breathing exercises and a short nap later, I arrived in Chiang Rai. I got off the bus, dazed and confused, and it hit me. I snapped out of the “poor Chloe” mode and into fight or flight more as I have landed in a new city, unsure of where to go, and with no taxis in sight.
I’m sure the look of worry showed on my face because before I know it, a police officer that spoke broken English, was helping me locate a taxi.
A smile came across my face at the kindness of this sweet stranger and as I climbed into my taxi, the young driver offered to drive me for free considering that Happynest was right around the corner.
A tear rolled down my cheek as I was thinking about how silly I was for feeling down and my heart began to open up to the experience of solo travels.