I am an 18-year old girl from Mexico City in a gap year and solo travelling around for the past 6 months and I still cannot believe I am writing this blog from a beautiful random coffee place in Puerto Escondido, surrounded by more and more travellers who are just as lost as I am.
If you told me a year ago I would be sharing bunk beds with strangers, living out of a single 40L backpack and calling random hostels around ´home´, I would've run the other way straight to some college in Mexico City. But here I am, and the thing is; I wouldn't change a thing.
Let me share a little bit about my journey - one filled with late-night conversations in a mix of languages, spontaneous dance parties outside the most random taco place in Tulum, and moments where I simply had no idea what I was doing (but somehow, everything always worked out).
There was A LOT of doubt, fear, tears and tacos along the way. But one thing really stuck with me:
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“Siempre se puede cambiar de vida”
You can always change your life.
Which was written in the walls of my volunteer dorm in Mérida, Yucatán. By the lovely colombian Miguel Angel Jaramillo (never met the guy) but knowing that for sure, we had the same feeling and were on the same journey.