‘m 77 years old and at a crossroads in my life when choices I make are very personal, but they’re also often filtered via the expectations of my family. After years of planning, I finally went on my solo voyage. Many people have varied sentiments and questions about this choice.
I believe that everyone, regardless of age, should make the most of every moment of life. After my son’s reaction to my vacation plans, I had to determine whether I was being self-centered or just seeking a well-deserved experience. This thought was put to the test.Ever since I was a little kid, the thought of venturing off on my own has captivated me. It represents freedom to think for myself, to feel as I want, and to see the world in my own unique way.
Seeing the world, meeting interesting people, and learning about other cultures has always been my goal in life. At the age of seventy-seven, I had the feeling that this was my one opportunity to seize it. A little European city with a rich history, stunning architecture, and a vibrant arts and cultural scene was my last stop.
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