Hello beautiful people,
Visiting South Africa was my first solo trip ever and it was amazing… eventually! But, I must admit somewhat a downgrade from having a boyfriend who used to do all the running up and down at airports while I sat pretty sipping on plonk and taking selfies.
That’s all a distant memory now that travelling alone has transformed me into an airport zombie, having to make tough decisions like whether I should be warm to the person trying to make a conversation with me or stay nonchalant [they might sneak drugs into my luggage] am I paranoid or?
What I learnt from this trip is to always keep a positive attitude and believe that everything will be fine eventually, I mean why not trust the beauty of the unknown?
This is my story;
So I get to Entebbe airport way early all set and super excited to get on a plane and just go to South Africa, a decision I made the previous night, talk about acting on impulse.
I booked an air ticket but with my name in a different format from that in my passport. Little did I know that this was going to cost me an extra $400 if I wanted to get on that plane and boy did I want to! [there goes my plans to visit Cape Town as well]
After making one of the toughest decisions in my life: to go to a foreign country for the first time with only 1600 rand [$150] to my name and waiting for 10 hours to get on my delayed flight, I finally make it to Addis Ababa #nothingcanstopme so I thought…
What I didn’t anticipate was running around AddisAbaba airport on an empty stomach only to be told I will be spending the whole day there, in one of the most poorly setup hotels and have only 2 meals that are way below my acceptable standards of food. Now if you follow along on Snapchat, you know I have a 1% relationship with food and that’s only basic hand picked preferences; fruits, raw vegetables, fish and chips.
Non of the above was on the menu, for a moment I was ready to transform into sleeping beauty for a decade but the way that hotel was setup, the sleeping project was a no go.
My end game was to stay in the lobby and learn Ethiopian culture by staring at the bevy of people walking past, in and out of the hotel. That would keep my mind distracted from causing a major anxiety attack which is what it usually does in situations beyond it’s control. I was honestly surprised it hadn’t happened yet although signs of an outburst were already present; buzzing in my head, fever and increased heartbeat rate.
The only thing that kept me going was believing everything was going to be fine…. and stressing my boss to wire money to my account right away with disregard of the time difference between USA and Ethiopia. I was only thinking about myself.
Eventually, I let my guard down, ended up hanging with a kind stranger I met earlier at the airport. There I was, playing tourist, [see Addis Ababa vlog] entirely relying on the kindness of a stranger from South America and wondering what could go wrong? Nothing, I told myself and indeed nothing went wrong!
On the way back to the airport, I got a notification from my bank indicating money received! The feeling of my body temperature going down was so rejuvenating I teared for a sec.
In the end, everything worked out bc it was meant to, stressing myself out and giving in to anxiety wouldn’t have rid me of my catastrophe but it could have caused the worst anxiety attack, blocked my chance of making a new friend and seeing the beautiful Ethiopia, rich of culture and history [I have to go back]
Always maintain a positive attitude even when everything seems to be going South, a positive attitude will make a way.
Sports bra: Cotton on
Yoga pants: Forever21
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