The Hike Was Stunning. I Was Exhausted.

Somewhere between Cusco and Machu Picchu, I realized I wasn’t chasing adventure—I was running from myself. The trail was beautiful, sure, but all I could think about was how heavy my backpack felt and how much I missed the comfort of knowing what came next. Everyone talks about the magic of Peru, but nobody mentions the hours of silence, the blisters, or the weird loneliness that creeps in when you’re surrounded by strangers who all seem to be having the time of their lives. I wanted to feel transformed. Mostly, I just felt tired. Maybe that’s the real pilgrimage: learning to sit with yourself, even when the view is epic and your feet hurt like hell. #TravelConfessions #SoloOnTheTrail #NotAlwaysEpic #Travel