My sister finally travelled alone!

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My sister was very excited to tell me that she went to a nice province in the Philippines with an awesome beach and a long underground river, and stayed there for four days. She was in a group package tour not knowing anyone. She was so tired coming from work in Europe and didn't tell any of her friends nor our family members that she was going somewhere else alone. Her boyfriend whom she was waiting to come and see her has not arrived yet. He also works outside of my country. But it was still a small world she says coz she saw someone she knew, a doctor from our town with her family, while shopping in a pearl store, who also happened to be staying in the same hotel where she was billeted. I was awakened by my phone this morning with her very happy voice. I am very proud that I have infected her with my stories of traveling alone. I was always away from home since my childhood days and kept missing my parents. The only way to distract me from that longing was going out alone in the mountains and would stay there for hours sliding on their slopes with the dried pine needles thickly collected on the ground. I would escape from my grandparents strict upbringing, joining my friends to the waterfalls and in the caves with high cliffs and a cold running water at the bottom echoing in the very dark surrounding. We were repeatedly told of stories of fatal accidents of tourists and locals alike going in there without any assistance by experienced guides. I was living in a small town but with lots of places to go to. They are dangerous places, yes, because of the rugged terrains but a kid just won't care. For me, it was a wide playground. At 12, I was sent to study in an exclusive school even farther from my parents and relatives. I was living with students who were away from home too and we would keep going to the "forbidden places" as we would call them. The school was on top of the mountain as well. During the weekends I would stay in a foster home in the big city but I never felt at home thus I would roam around alone in the city until it got dark. Where I am now is the second country I have worked in outside of my country. Traveling is for me a very effective therapy. When I get so stressed, I long for new places to see. When I get lonely I would entertain myself in parks and walk to the corners of the city that always offer real surprises. I was also raised in a very hardworking family and traveling was considered a luxury when I was growing up. Until now I see my aunt and uncle who still just keep working when they should be enjoying the fruits of their labor by now by going to places they have never been to. Good thing, I realized early on how important traveling meant for me that's why whenever I had money, I often drag my x-girlfriend to go out with me from the city. I don't receive a fat pay check in the kind of job that I do but traveling a lot is a part of it, so what more can I ask for. Before I deviate from the topic, I just want to congratulate my dear sister for this brave act. This is only the beginning. I look forward to more stories of her travels. "Go around and visit places we just dreamed of going to when we were still just little children in a little mountainous town".