I was in Perth the last four days. It was the most exciting and amazing trip for me. I went there alone..terrified and uncertain and excited. I was not even ready to believe that i am finally on my way there until the plane finally took off in Changi airport. It was a hell of experience for me. I had to be independent and to take care of myself since there would be noone there for me.
When i reach there finally after 5 hrs of flight, I was scared but exhilirated, can’t wait to begin the trip. However, after I got down the plane, a security guy came over to ask me questions, check my passport and visa. After some questions, I walk away with a phew….I collect my luggage and happily waited in line to leave the airport. Just when it was finally my turn to leave the checkpoint, the same security guy came up and ask me to pull my luggage to the other side of the queue. Then, I was told to open up my luggage and all of my hand carriers as he is going to conduct a check. He took out every single thing in my luggage,open up all my little bags and finally after about 30minutes of checking, he puts everything back and then "let" me leave the airport. I was outraged of course and felt humiliated as I felt that he had did it on purpose. He had all the time to come forward and check my luggage, but he didn’t, till it was nearly my turn to checkout. Also, when he was checking, I looked around me, most people that were being checked were Asian!!! Well, that kinda explain itself huh..But like i said, i was alone, and I didn’t want to give him further excuse to keep me back, I put up with everything and said "thank you!" for finally able to leave! That certainly took a whole lot of self restraints to keep myself from bursting out! Anyway, with all the held back, I was finally able to get to the hotel. But when i reach there, it was pretty late. Shops were nearly closed and I just took a walk to the main city to get some supplies and take a look around. It was on the whole pretty nice. Cooling and relaxing…It was really some experience!
On the next two days, I venture around Perth on my own, took the railway to Frementle and Subiaco. Not too bad…pretty exciting and interesting. Frementle was the loveliest place in Perth. Though I would say quite complex..Not recommend for ladies going alone. I had a little experience myself there. But still, back in one piece and still enjoy my time. Definitely a place I want to visit again..There are a few interesting shops there that is worth a visit.
Anyway, in one of the days I was there, i was lost one time. Got down the wrong stop, with a few heavy plastic bags in hand..the leg and arms are all aching, one of the plastic bags is already spoilt..There is no way I can take out the map from my bag with all the things, not to mention the stay is darkening, my feet is having blisters, and I am in some quiet part of the rown..I was naturally terrify, looking around for taxis and trying to recall how on earth i am going to get back to my hotel. There were very few people around for me to ask and I just had to figure my own way of getting back to my hotel. To make it worse, my hotel is kinda out of place, so in the maps, it was not indicated. A few people i asked had no idea where it is…and finally, i just had to figure my own way. I persevered on..constantly stopping and checking my location, recalling some of the locations around the hotel…finally about an hour or so, I finally got back to my hotel. At that moment, I felt so relieved and at the same time proud of myself. It is moment like this that made you strong and force you to grow up. There is no easy way out on that, as there was definitely no taxis at all, no nos that i can call for help, it was pretty much fending for myself. It is also at this moment that i realise, if I could get by at times like this, is there still a need for someone to be there for me? At difficult times, there would very much be noone there for you except yourself. You just had to be strong and trust yourself to tide you over. In the end, its only ourselves that we can trust on no matter what happens. It is only ouself that we would have till the very end of our life.
Before I leave for Perth, friends warn me countless time that it is not as exciting as it seems. They have heard so much from people who had trips alone and they absolutely hated it. I was having second thoughts as well. But in the end, i am glad i went. I enjoyed my trip greatly despite some negative incident however, i am so proud of myself. There were so many things about myself that i discover on the trip. It was like a "knowing myself" trip. I came back with more confidence and a clearer idea what i want in life. If you ask me whether I would still go on trips alone, the answer is definitely "yes"! The only 2 offsides i can think of is perhaps unable to take nice photographs and also not able to venture around at night. Other than that, I would say, a trip is alone is definitely one I enjoy.