I was talking to someone at work last week about my plans to travel more this coming year, and how there was the chance that I would be travelling alone. Something which, I've done a little of before and have been fine with.
She couldn't quite understand how (or why) I could even consider going it alone and at that point, I had two trips planned, both in June of this year. One to Copenhagen and the other to London. Neither of which I'll be alone for - though I'll post more about them after they've happened.
Since then though, I've booked a trip to Japan. I fly into Tokyo on the 13th of February and leave again on the 24th. I have an Airbnb booked. It's happening. ...and I'm both excited and also just a little terrified, but I know, deep down, I shouldn't be.
I've wondered the streets of New York and Paris myself, New York is an English speaking city, so obviously there's a difference there, but I don't speak nearly enough French to get by and although a lot of French people also speak English, the same can be said for the Japanese.
Over the next few months, I want to try and get a rough itinerary in place. Book as much as I can beforehand, or at the very least know how to book things once I'm there. So I can sit back and just enjoy the journey.
Now to figure out a way to pay for all this...