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I dreamt often about my solo adventures across Europe, filled with love, laughter, and bravery. I never fathomed the emotional rollercoaster I would experience during these dream travels, sure I was aware of real-life problems like planning and money, but anxiety, well that was a new problem. My first solo trip was to Mykonos, I chose it for several reasons but mainly because of convenience. This is the honest take on what I truly learned on my first solo trip. This was the first official trip I made by myself, as an adult. And boy did I do some growing up. I packed my backpack (this seemed to be the prerequisite of being a solo traveler in Europe, terrible idea for my tiny body) strapped on my sleeping bag and made my way from my aunt’s house in Athens to the island of Mykonos. With my basic Google skills and even worse Greek, I managed to take several buses, trains, and ferries to make it to Paradise Mykonos Resort, who knows why I chose it but I had a brilliant idea of saving money and camping.