Transformed by Travel: Globally Grown – Part 3
Easter 2024. A time of renewal, and for me, a time of profound personal growth. As a South African-born and raised woman, now a proud American citizen, my recent acquisition of a US passport unlocked a world of possibilities, and my first major solo trip was to be a journey through the historical heartlands of England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. What unfolded was more than just a vacation; it was a crucible of self-discovery, a canvas of vibrant cultures, and a deeply personal pilgrimage that helped me further shape my identity as an independent woman.
For years, travel felt like a difficult task, a luxury tethered to complex visa applications. Now, with the Stars and Stripes proudly emblazoned on my passport, the world felt smaller, more accessible. The freedom to simply go was exhilarating, and it fueled my decision to embark on this solo adventure. There’s something uniquely empowering about navigating an unfamiliar land entirely on your own terms. Every decision, every turn, every conversation is yours and yours alone.
And what conversations they were! From the moment I landed in London, I was struck by the warmth and openness of the people I encountered. There was the charming Welsh B&B owner who shared tales of local folklore over a hearty breakfast, the witty Irish pub-goer who taught me a few phrases in Gaelic, and the fellow solo traveler I met on a tour of theGuiness Brewery in Dublin, with whom I shared stories and laughter as we enjoyed the historical W.B Yates tavern across the way. These aren’t just fleeting interactions; they are threads woven into the fabric of your journey, reminding you of the shared human experience that transcends borders.
As a history enthusiast, I was in my element. From the ancient Roman baths of Bath to the solemn beauty of the scattered castles, and the majestic Edinburgh Castle perched atop an extinct volcano, each landmark whispered tales of centuries past. I walked the same cobbled streets as kings and queens, artists and revolutionaries. I immersed myself in the rich tapestry of British and Celtic history, gaining a deeper understanding of the world that had previously only existed in textbooks. Learning about the struggles, triumphs, and enduring spirit of these nations resonated deeply with my own journey of emigration and adaptation. It solidified my belief that history isn’t just about dates and names; it’s about the enduring human spirit that shapes our present.
Beyond the grand historical sites, it was the nuanced cultural experiences that truly enriched me. The vibrant energy of a traditional Irish music session, the delicious simplicity of a full English breakfast (they sure do love their baked beans!), the distinct dialects and accents that painted each region with its own unique charm – these were the moments that brought the pages of history books to life. I felt a profound connection to these lands, an understanding that transcended my own South African roots and American present.
But amidst the joy of discovery, there was a deeply personal undercurrent to this trip. Glasgow, Scotland, held a special significance. It was my late wife’s home city. As I walked its bustling streets, a profound sense of connection and quiet reflection enveloped me. And then, it happened. In the hushed grandeur of a Glasgow Cathedral, I found myself sitting, listening to a piper play a hauntingly beautiful lament after being led by his haunting sounds, like the pied piper through an aged graveyard. The mournful yet resonant notes filled the vast space, wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. In that moment, surrounded by the echoes of centuries and the poignant strains of the bagpipes, I felt a release I hadn’t realized I needed. It was a moment of profound healing, a quiet tribute to a love that shaped me, and a reaffirmation that even in sorrow, there is beauty and a path forward.
Returning to America, I carried with me not just souvenirs, but a renewed sense of self. This solo Easter pilgrimage was more than just a vacation; it was a testament to the power of independent travel, a masterclass in history and culture, and a deeply personal journey of healing and growth. As a South African-born, American-made woman, I now stand even taller, more independent, and more ready than ever to embrace the endless possibilities that lie ahead, armed with memories that will forever shape the woman I am becoming.
