driving solo through utah: was it worth it?
Last year, I finally gathered the courage to take my first solo road trip through Utah. I remember the sun beating down on the red rocks, the endless stretches of highway, and the way my playlist echoed through the empty car. I stopped at Arches National Park, and honestly, the photos online didn’t do it justice—the colors were so much richer in person. But here’s the thing: after hours of driving, my back was killing me, and I started wondering if I’d bitten off more than I could chew. I kept thinking, is this what freedom feels like, or am I just lonely out here?
I tried to find a decent diner in Moab, but every place was packed with tourists, and the wait was over an hour. I ended up eating a granola bar in the parking lot, staring at the sunset, half amazed and half annoyed. I kept wishing I had someone to share the view with, but at the same time, I loved not having to compromise on what I wanted to see.
Have you ever done a solo trip like this, especially somewhere as remote as Utah? Did you find it freeing, or did the loneliness get to you after a while? I can’t decide if I want to do it again or drag my husband along next time. There’s something magical about the silence, but also something a little sad. Anyone else wrestle with that feeling?
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