For my 30th birthday, I decided that my present to myself would be a solo trip to South Africa. Why South Africa? Well, I’d always wanted to visit Africa, but as a solo trip I wanted something that wouldn’t be too massive a culture shock. I chose South Africa as a sort of “entry-level Africa”. That turns out to have been, as far as I can tell, a great decision.
As this was my first solo international trip, I wanted to make sure I was well prepared. There were some friends of mine from church who were from South Africa, and I sort of invited myself over to dinner so I could get some travel advice. That turned out to be a great decision, because not only were they a nigh-limitless font of information, they also put me in touch with a friend of theirs who agreed to let me stay in his house while I was in Johannesburg.
It was a long flight, but I still remember the approach. I looked out the window and thought, wow. I’m getting ready to land on another continent. It was an overwhelming and humbling experience.
I know of several stories from that trip that I’m going to tell at some point (I’ve already told one of them: The Garage). I hope you enjoy them 🙂