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When I went to Germany with my school, my best friend was in
the group – my best friend that was so close to me, we were basically sisters.
And by that I meant we occasionally fought like sisters. We were so comfortable
with each other we weren’t afraid to entirely be ourselves, to speak whatever
what was on our minds. We spent at least a few hours a day together. But, on
our 10-day-long school trip together, we spent every waking hour of every day
together. We were still fairly young – we still craved the approval and
constant company of our peers.
Sure, we
were surrounded by other friends, but if I was one place, she was there, and
vice versa. And for the first few days, this was great. And then it was
annoying. We were friends, so of course we still loved each other, but we also
got really pissed off. It was best friend overload.
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Human beings occasionally crave
space. And we weren’t getting any alone time…
at all. We were constantly with each other and the group. We had to
share hotel rooms, bus seats, meal times. Privacy wasn’t only rare – it was
unheard of. So, jetlagged and cranky, we were practically tripping over each
other. And this led, slowly, to increased levels of sassiness on both of our
parts. Thankfully, we were able to realize that we just needed a break from
constant company. We spread out, roomed with other people. We occasionally
explored towns or cities alone, or with a much smaller, different group. We
expanded our boundaries, and we felt like we could breathe again. Our
friendship (and our sanity!) was preserved.
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Not only was my trip much improved,
but I also learned a lesson from this experience that can be applied to both
travel and real life. And that lesson is: it’s ok to do your own thing.
Actually, it’s encouraged. Sure, we are social beings. But constant
socialization, especially when you’re rushed, stressed, or tired from travel,
can lead to trivial fights. So don’t be afraid to step away from a larger group or your family and explore (either cities or life
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on your own or with a few new people – you’ll get some much needed alone time and you might even have a
mini adventure that you can share with your friends later on when you get a
chance to catch up! After you step out on your own for an hour or two, the
company of your friends will be more valued and enjoyable.
(all pictures are my own!)
Oh wow, I have to praise you for your bravery on trying to go out on your own. I can not even think of doing so, since I am the kind of person who is too afarid to go out of the box..... hehe I guess that there is a need sometimes to be adventurous.
ReplyDeleteSame thing happened to me when I went to mission trip to China/Mongolia. My friend and I fought alot because I guess since we together all the time, we were tired of each other. We didn't hate each other but wanted to be away from another. However, we were fine.
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