I remember it like it was yesterday.
Woke up at 1pm. Fresh as a daisy and full of energy. Ready to take on the world and win!
If there's one thing I've learned on my travels, it's that life won't come to you while you're sat at home waiting for shit to happen, or worse still, waiting for your friends to take the lead.
We each have our own lives to lead.
They have their priorities and you have yours. Sure, when your interests align and you do stuff together, it's awesome! Great times are had, amazing memories are made. Through those experiences friendships are cemented and you will always be friends.. BUT! If I want to do something that none of my friends do, I shouldn't let that stop me from doing it! Nor should I resent them for it either!
We go through life trying to latch on to others, looking for someone to hold our hand; taking comfort from shared experiences. Friends, lovers, husbands and wives...
Doing stuff alone often feels like the ultimate social faux pas. Yet, that is what our journey through life is. A solitary experience. No matter how close you are to someone, they will never think and feel or experience life as you do.
And as every thirty-something singleton will tell you, there comes a time when all your crews are busy with their families or their career aspirations and the only options you have left are to sit at home and do nothing, or brave the gasps, insults, humiliation or pity, and do stuff. ALONE.
Adventures rarely happen while you're sitting at home, but life happens regardless of whether you're taking part or not (or 'while you're making plans', as the saying rightfully says).
So, while I really felt like doing something that fateful Boxing Day, I didn't have anyone to do it with.
There was a free Tango taster event at London's Southbank Centre, but I only found out about it as it was about to finish. That would have been perfect. A chance to interact with randoms and have a good time, maybe even meet a sultry latin dancer.
I stood at my computer (sitting is bad for your back people!), listening to Adele's 25, and writing down my thoughts...
I know, every angst ridden girl can totally relate, right? Haha.
Then I thought 'f**k it.'
I packed a few essentials, jumped on the tube straight to Heathrow and figured I'd buy a flight to some exotic location and just wing it. Live life. Be spontaneous and daring for the first time in my life.
I couldn't believe I was doing it, but I was proud that I was. Filled with nervous excitement at the possibilities that lay ahead.. I felt invigorated! The years melted away. Youthful exuberance taking the place of weary cynicism.
The prices were an unfunny joke; what did they think I was? A successful filmmaker?!
Screw it. I was here and this was going to happen no matter what.
The adventure lay in wait...