Mine happened not so long ago, so it is sooo easy to memorize. That happened when i got multi-visa this summer and decided to flatter the Hungarian embassy for giving me that great opportunity by visiting Budapest first. In fact, that trip wasn't planned to be solo and honestly at that time i even didn't know that lonely traveling had had its own name. Realizing that no one can join me didn't stop me, but it was decided to have a small weekend journey in order not to get bored alone.
There was no need in expensive flights and luxury hotels, as Hungary is a neighbour and is so accessible. I was wondering how i would manage to make this trip cheap. Hostels didn't work from the very beginning, as all nice ones had been already booked and others didn't seem like a good option, in fact, they didn't seem to be the option at all ;)
And then i first met this wonderful source, where all your wishes of accomodation can become real. I've heard of AirBnB several times before, but never had a chance to use it. I've spent almost a day sufring from one flat to another; from antique appartments to modern studios and found a cozy small place so close to the downtown in a totally Hungarian building, where the stairs and the entrance to the flat are outside under the sky. Connected the owner. Booked. Paid. Done.
Even when sitting in the airport and looking at pink-purple low-cost WizzAir airplane i couldn't gather all my thoughts and feelings. How did it happen that i am traveling alone (and with no luggage, i would mention)? What if i got lost? What if my appartment is occupied? What if? What if? It seemed like a risky adventure for me. (It is only now when i've read some of your blogs, guys, and understood that my trip didn't have anything in common with risk). But i was full of happiness. Finally, i could escape from home, from everyone, from troubles and to be on my own. I wouldn't need to talk to anyone, to express my thoughts, argue, think of work, i would just be all alone with myself, my feelings and city around me.
I've been to Budapest before, so didn't plan to see anything specific, but just wanted to feel myself like a local. In fact, that is my biggest love about traveling – not to be a tourist, not to feel as a tourist, but just enjoy a simple day in a simple way.
The whole three days were dedicated to walking from one street to another; sitting on the grass in different parks; smiling to sitizens and discovering unusual spots. First of all i needed to say «Hello» to Danube and to the Parliament. It was a sun set and I was just walking and smiling like stupid (well, we blondes can do that) full of joy, excitement and feeling that I so belonged to that place. To celebrate this I went to the center straight from the Margaret bridge (which is so beautiful by the way) and found a sweet cozy bar with small lights all over all trees and ordered my “traveling” drink – Aperol Spritz. It is a small tradition wherever I go, after a day of walking around the city, I pick a bar and try their Aperol. That was so perfect, I didn’t care whether people think I am a drunker or why I am alone, I wasn’t worried of what the time it was and where I needed to go next, to tell you the truth I wasn’t thinking much at all. Small dream in reality.
Budapest is incredibly beautiful place. Its architecture is so different but in the same time lives in the total harmony. The grass is indeed greener; the people are indeed happier – the atmosphere is inspiring. I’ve spent whole next day walking around and just admiring everything around me and by the evening I’ve realized that somehow I managed to explore all central part of Buda. And here it was… Ferris wheel…What could be better in the whole world? Actually, it was a little bit hard to explain to a ticket man why I am alone and that no one will join me in the cabin. But who cares, right? ☺ I was happy as I child, making photos and admiring the roofs of the city. The time flew so fast that I wasn’t even ready to get out of this magical trip. But I had another plan saved already. From the wheel I’ve seen an enormous fountain around which all locals were sitting with their feet in the water. Why shouldn’t I try? Only after a half an hour I felt that time for goulash has come. The best way to finish that day perfectly was to find a huge bench and enjoy the Parliament in its night-lights. I was so happy for locals that they have such a wonderful city, safe, beautiful, full of history and freedom; the place which is so comfortable and can be called a home.
The last day I’ve spent at the Margaret island having a picnic, wondering in the woods, watching kids playing everywhere and enjoying Buda from the middle of Danube. It was a calm lazy day and I can’t stop but think how smart of me was to arrange this small trip.
Solo traveling is all about your feelings and comfort. You are dedicated totally to yourself, to your thoughts and emotions. You go wherever you want, you visit whatever you feel like, you stop for a snack whenever you’re actually hungry. I kept feeling as I was local there and couple of tourists asking the way proved that. It was a little bit exhausting walking for three days, so the last evening I’ve dedicated to Starbucks coffee on the terrace with incredible cookies. What can be better? While sitting there I’ve planned my next partially solo trip for the end of the summer. Why is that partial? And where did I go? Stay tuned! <3
P.S. As you might noticed i wasn't taking much staff with me and the camera was left at home as well :( but i couldn't but show you some pics, even in not the best iPhone quality...