Hawaii

I’m purchasing my ticket tomorrow when I get paid. There is a pit in my stomach. One for the cost of it and two for the fact that I will be adventuring alone. I think I’m surprisingly more nervous about the cost of this journey. I’m trying to be positive about money, knowing that it’s coming in, but a huge chunk of this trip will be going on my credit card. I will be working my ass of when I get home. I keep questioning, “should I do this? Is this a completely crazy idea? Should I give up on the image of me drinking my morning coffee on a lanai overlooking the waves?” No, I shouldn’t. This is what I want. I want to travel so I will. I will make this happen without fear.

I’ve decided to stay in a hostel for the first 2 nights of my trip to save money. And then I’m going to splurge big time and spend 2 nights in a gorgeous and fancy hotel. I’m hoping that in the hostel I will meet some other travelers. Some people to hang out with.

51smvdzizjlI’m currently on my month of reading books about Hawaii. I’m working on Molaka’i. It’s an amazing and interesting story about the leper colonies. It almost makes me want to change my trip plans from Oahu to Molaka’i, simply for the history of it all. That is what has led me to the decision to go to Oahu though as well. Pearl Harbor is my main destination. I have been fascinated by WWII for awhile now and I can’t wait to tour and learn more.

I am going to check and see if there is a boat from Oahu to Molaka’i that I can take. I’m just so enthralled by this story. It would be interesting to actually go to the places mentioned.

I will let you all know when I finally do purchase my ticket. I’m sure I’m going to immediately experience buyer’s remorse. This is something I need to do for myself. Go on an adventure that I’ve been planning in my head for months now. Until then, Aloha.

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About Amelia Clare

32 year old queer ethical vegan. Constantly questioning my existence in a world I feel I don't fit into very naturally. A pessimistic bundle of anxiety and depression.
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