Chronicles of a Secret Getaway
There are very few people in my personal life who know this: I'm a secret trip taker. Despite watching 127 hours, every now and then I get this itch to get out and get away from everything; to disconnect from the world for a little while, to go be a stranger in a beautiful place so I can organize my thoughts without being overwhelmed by life and expectations.
On a side note, the fact that I can pick up and go without having to consult with or advise anyone might just be the greatest bonus of being single. On another side note, I plan on getting married and starting a family at some point in life, so potential soul-mate, if you're reading this, consider the great sacrifice I'll be making by committing to you in the future and giving up my freedom to disappear for days, and sometimes weeks at a time - honour my great sacrifice accordingly.
Getting back on track, the reason I'm even sharing this is because sometimes, my need for cathartic release takes me to places so incredible, so unique and so beautiful, I can't help but give you a glimpse of them, so you may understand my need to travel solo, and possibly how it may offer the necessary mental purge I so badly needed.
So at some point in time. I'm not going to say when. Only my designated secret trip keeper knows when (did you honestly think I tell no one about my plans? Like I said I watched 127 hours). I found myself amidst the Canadian Rockies in Alberta, quite possibly some of the most beautiful scenery I've laid my eyes on. It's a wanderer's dream, a photographer's wet dream, and a hiker's literal paradise on earth.