115km in the Dolomites Broke Me

Day three, my knees were screaming. Day five, I was eating energy bars for dinner because I miscalculated resupply points. Everyone talks about the Dolomites like they're some spiritual awakening waiting to happen. The jagged peaks, the morning light, the connection with nature. Sure, it's beautiful. But no one mentions how your body starts failing you around kilometer 80. I planned this week thinking I'd come back transformed. Instead, I learned I'm terrible at reading trail markers and my rain gear is garbage. The mountains didn't care about my personal growth timeline. The best moment? Finally reaching my car, sitting in the driver's seat, and laughing at how unglamorous "adventure" actually is. Sometimes the lesson isn't about finding yourself—it's about accepting you're exactly as stubborn and underprepared as you thought. #Travel #SoloTravelTruth #HikingReality