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That beautiful feeling when it all goes away (Back to Africa)
You know, sometimes I manage to convince myself and others that I’m an Irish adventurer, a nomadic traveller or an explorer of some sort, but then I meet people in the course of what I do and realize there is literally nothing special that separates me from anyone else at all, not least my emotions.
I had doubted both myself and my actions all along. It was there a few years ago following that first desert crossing in Namibia, it was there after that first night shivering alone in a tent in Botswana and it was even there upon reaching the great pyramids of Egypt on a bicycle. In fact, it was still there last week sitting through 39 hours of flight and a million thoughts for what could go wrong.
But I know better now, I know that when you push past it all or take a chance on a gut feeling, that there is always a reward. And this moment right here? This was when it all went away, when all the self doubt disappeared and I knew for sure, I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
I am finally back living in my humble little tent, next to this beautiful lake full of hippos, in the heart of Africa.
My decision to return to Africa was inspired by multiple ambitions; there is simply no place like it, not for the wildlife, the landscapes, the mystery, the people and most of all, for the primitive and unspoiled ways which can still be found. I wish to continue taking outdoor adventures in Africa, to become a renowned Africa travel blogger and also an Africa Overland tour leader. It will take time, but these are my current goals and I can only finish by saying, it’s great to be back.