At the start of this year, I embarked on my first solo birthday adventure, reaching age 35 atop a summit with distant views across Peru.

Although it seemed unusual at first, I now suggest trying a birthday getaway by yourself - not annually, but at minimum once.

My year had been full of interruptions. By April, with my birthday nearing, it was clear I had entered my mid-30s without warning. I felt the urge to reflect on the life I had created - one allowing me to reside and work from Ecuador - while also considering what might come next.

My thoughts raced with uncertainties and plans for an unpredictable 2026.

Not inclined to organize events, and already mentally occupied, I avoided hosting parties, formal meals I rarely favor, or complex group trips with others.

I arranged a personal mountain retreat

I passed five days in a southern Ecuador valley, several hours from my freelance writing base of eight years. I followed my own schedule: lounging with books in hammocks, enjoying spa treatments, savoring fine meals, and ascending a peak. All independently.

These quiet plans differed from earlier birthdays. In Canada, I hosted big gatherings. Other times involved adventures like waterfall treks in the Amazon for my 30th, late-night dancing in rural Colombia, or volcano hikes.

Yet this occasion suited a calmer approach: solitude in nature to savor stillness. Anyone unfamiliar with such an experience should try it. Solo travel, especially for birthdays, comes highly recommended.

Upon reaching the relaxed town of Vilcabamba in southern Ecuador, I had reading material ready, hiking supplies packed, and wellness bookings set. I appreciated the advantages of a travel-focused, childfree path chosen in my 20s.

This familiar spot features warm days turning to sudden downpours, followed by rainbows over the valley. Its beauty made it ideal for reflection from a swaying hammock.

I scaled a mountain on my birthday

The day brought intense heat, with each step stirring dust clouds. I passed vibrant flower shrubs and a shaded trail section alive with hummingbirds.

Climbing steadily, I considered what my later 30s might bring. I envisioned more journeys - solo like this one or shared with others - in this region I cherish.

I committed to creative projects and meaningful work. I hoped my parents would remain healthy, that parent friends would stay connected, that global conditions would ease, and that I would discover greater meaning. These hopes filled a brief, tiring ascent.

The steep path ended at a cross near the summit. Thirsty and slightly burned, I pushed on to avoid incoming storms.

At the peak, orange butterflies drifted over grassy slopes. I inhaled the fresh air and gazed at the village below, with mountain ridges extending toward Peru.

My 20s led me to South America

I departed Toronto on instinct and value that bold choice. At 35, I am established in Ecuador, writing, studying, and staying active while embracing local celebrations and vibrant spirit.

Life here balances lively moments with routine matters my mother often mentions.

Descending past dense brush, the shift from youth feels notable. I aim to fill my days fully, yet birthdays highlight time passing for everyone.

Still, possessing the freedom for a solo birthday trip and the wisdom to pause when needed represents real achievement.