The First Solo Trip

I was re-reading my recent blog posts. They are so depressing! Or too heartfelt-ish kind of posts. Pardon me if you think that this blog is a bucket to throw all my emotional-vomits...but they are! AHA~ I'm a writer, what do you expect? ( I already say sorry, don't I? Well, a sorry but kind of not sorry expression )

Nevertheless, bear with me because today I would write something super happy! (I guess)

Let the tale begins...

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Once upon a time there was a girl. She was so crazy and confuse and crazy and confuse again...then she just opened her laptop. Her beautiful shocking pink laptop that caught some crazy virus recently and yes, it had nothing to do with the story so back to her current activity... The first website that she browsed randomly was a travel website. Suddenly a crazy idea popped out in her messy mind.

She wanted to do a solo trip!

She calculated her budget; started from the flight and well, accommodation.Yeah, she knew that she was a sloppy traveler. She did not even know where she wanted to go. How much would she spend for the foods? For the attractions? All she knew were only two things; the flight and accommodation. May all the true travelers out there forgive her carelessness.

She then started her riddle thoughts about the destination.

How about a city in the west coast? A beautiful city like San Francisco?

Well, people said that she needed to go to the west coast. Why? Because she was always wandering around in the east coast so far. However, well, you know...old problem. Same ole same ole... like a jobless girl that she was, she had no enough budget!

Yes, what kind of traveler did not know her destination but already did some miss-know-it-all budgeting? Her kind of traveler.

And... suddenly, there was a city emerged in her crazy brain's cells.

New Orleans?
How about New Orleans?
She always wanted to go to New Orleans!

The city where her most favorite music genre was born?
With its French quarter?
With its famous oyster and gumbo?
With a lot of jazzy musicians on the street?

A place where she could dance freely... let her most favorite rhythm took over her body--ruled over it and just dance? A swing or blues kind of rhythm... She could not wait to sway her body or simply nodding her head and enjoying the music. Lets not forget about her smile during that soon-to-be good time! Whenever jazz was echoing, she always smiled!

A place full of jazz cafes?
With its unique streets?
Where a whole different of USA experience happened?

After a bunch of imaginations... she booked her flight and her room.
And ready to travel with her own self!

Ready to find another person inside her!
Ready to test her adventurous side!
Living in the edge of her comfort zone!
Ummm...maybe make a friend or talk with strangers?
(Even if her mom always said that one should not talk with stranger but well... lets talk nonetheless! Sorry, Mom!)

Some said the best cure of...ehem broken heart ehem...was traveling!
Or just simply leaving Ann Arbor!
Aha~ maybe the latter is the most correct one.

Lets see what would happen... She couldn't wait to meet her. The one that lived in the other edge of her comfort zone. What would she look like?

Maybe... she did look like smiling and happier.

She did!

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