The Alps – Fomo
The trip around the Alps this summer taught me a lot about myself most notably about my FOMO. I had so many mixed emotions about this trip, most noteworthy, Fear being the main one! Can you believe that a holiday can cause fear! I know right, unbelievable!
Let me put you in the picture about my FOMO and then maybe you can actually sympathise with me. I, in the first place, like everyone else, absolutely love travelling. Especially when my husband, Mark, is with me! We are great travel companions but alas, this trip was different!
Mark had been invited to do a motorbike tour around the Alps with some colleagues and friends. Furthermore, anyone who knows my husband will know that he was beyond excited. Therefore I had to overcome my fear.
Now this is where my FOMO kicks in. In the first place, there was no way I was staying in Dubai on my own. Not only had we just moved there but I didn’t know anyone at that stage. In light of this, Mark suggested I come with but follow in a car and meet up with the group every evening. On the whole, I was hesitant due to my horrible fear of heights. To say nothing of the severe mountain bends going up a high mountain and then of course I was actually hyperventilating!
Not to mention that I had been delayed in Cape Town. Consequently, I hopped on another plane as I landed and had little sleep. To say nothing of the fact that once I got to Germany, I had to pick up a strange, hired car. Furthermore, I had to get used to left hand driving immediately. I headed towards Bavaria as I also had it in my head that I had to see the Neuschwanstein Castle. Of course, I did wonder at my intelligence when I found myself on the wrong side of the road in front of a huge truck! Yet my FOMO kept me going.
My Fear of heights
Thank goodness the truck driver was a quick thinker because if he hadn’t been, I would not be here to tell the tale. Moreover, I didn’t have a load of time to enjoy this beautiful part of Bavaria. In light of the fact that I had to make it before nightfall to the Edelweiss Hotel in Pfunds. I saw some amazing views. As a result, I have new respect for Mark as it definitely isn’t easy to just pull over to keep the photographer wife happy!
My stress levels started to rise after leaving Bavaria. As I entered Austria and started to feel my fear of the heights take hold. When I did eventually arrive at Edelweiss Hotel, I needed time, in the most part to pull myself together before showing my face to our fellow travellers. But if I thought that was bad …the next day …was an absolute nightmare.
The dreaded driver
Driving up mountains with hair rising bends is not for the faint hearted. Not only was my heart was often in my mouth but I also became that driver that everyone hates. I crawled up the mountain with a stream of impatient drivers behind me. For the most part, I did try and pull off as often as I could to allow them to overtake. When I came upon that derelict village on the face of the mountain, in a word, I was relieved. I was able to pull over and allow the stream of cars behind me to pass me by but at the same time get an opportunity to take some photographs. Generally speaking, I found these derelict cottages somehow reflected my mood…..dark, gloomy, scared!
Moreover, one of the things that kept me going at this stage was Lake Reschen. I had been told that it was a wonderful photographic opportunity and to be honest, it definitely was and I spent a lovely few hours here. It was such a magnificent sight!
But alas, I still had to get back on the road and head towards our next destination of Hotel Theresa in St Leonhard. I cannot tell you how relieved I was to get to this hotel. I got into my room and collapsed onto my bed. Most of all I just allowed the tension to drain out of my body. All things considered, the only thing that made me real sad about this journey was that I was unable to discover the most beautiful town of Meran. As I drove through it, I was blown away at how absolutely exquisite a place it was. If I ever have another opportunity to go back where I am not the driver, then that is one place on my bucket list.
In conclusion, I survived the worst of it or so I thought! Watch out for my next post and see how I really believe in putting myself out of my comfort zone and all because of my FOMO!
But all things considered, I survived my first two days around the beautiful Alps!