So I just got back from an amazing trip to Seattle. It was one of those kind of spontaneous trips I’d spoken about in my last blog but because I was surrounded by people who genuinely care about me and have my best interests in mind, all of the “hard stuff” about travel because of my disability really wasn’t that hard.
We walked a lot (by my standards anyway). I had to go up and down stairs quite frequently but thankfully got some piggy back rides to help with that. I got a little self-conscious on our first night there about meeting so many new people with my clear inability to get out of most chairs by myself. I ended up falling on the last night but I was lifted off the ground and accompanied arm-in-arm the rest of the way home. Am I completely exhausted today after all that and a 6:30am flight back? You betcha but you know what? It was totally worth it because I made so many great new memories, I saw a new city I’d wanted to see for a really long time and I was reminded just how much having truly awesome, caring people in your life can mean. When you have a disability like I do, you actually find yourself in a pretty ideal situation because you don’t want to surround yourself with just anyone. Because I need extra help with things, I have to have friends that are not only ok with me having a disability but are willing to go that extra mile to help me when I need it and I definitely found that with the group of people I went on this trip with.
I just love the feeling I get from traveling alone (even though only half of this trip was alone). I may not be able to get my suitcase in the overhead compartment on my own but everything else I can and for someone with a disability, it’s such an exhilarating feeling. The idea of solo travel terrified me just a few years ago but now after every trip I do alone, I end up feeling like an even stronger person than when I left.
And in a true travel (b)log style, a few scenic photos from the trip: