I’ve always considered myself a responsible, independent and aware millennial, the type your mom would be grateful for when going on a trip. I make sure we are prepared, do my research and put out every fire I start. But I have also considered myself daring, spontaneous and sometimes even a little rebellious when it comes to certain things. I love to explore, ask questions and find ways to overstep how society engrained us to do and believe certain things, so when I received a text from a friend of mine that she is traveling to Thailand the end of July and wants me to join, I am skeptical but intrigued. She explains this trip to Thailand is for Instagram content abroad, and she knows one of the photographers, but we wouldn’t’ know any of the other girls or the other photographer until we arrive across the country. I want to say no because my red danger signal is going off in my head, and I can hear my mom’s reaction as if I’d gone completely nuts, “You want to travel to another country with strangers!” But then my daring and spontaneous side interrupts that this could be a very good opportunity; after all, what’s the worst that can happen when meeting up with a group of strangers in Thailand for a week?