I'm a huge fan of traveling by myself. Sometimes I think maybe there is something wrong with me because of it. I worry that it makes me anti-social or perhaps a control freak-I have to do it my way or no way...OK. So some of this is true. I want to be able to control where and when I go somewhere. If I want to make up my mind and leave within 30 minutes to drive across the country I can. I know that's extreme, but I really enjoy that freedom.
Maybe I'm afraid of commitment...that's a whole other issue! You can talk to my ex-boyfriends about that! I like to call it independent. I hear of some women who have never traveled alone and it makes me sad. They don't know what they are missing. I don't know many guys who have this same issue.
Part of the allure of traveling is discovery...not only discovering new places, but also discovering yourself. That's difficult to do when you're busy trying to accomodate the wants of other people you're traveling with as well. I have made some of the very best friends by deciding to go it alone on trips by myself. Meeting people in backpackers seems to be the way to go. You can always travel with a new companion and then when you want to go your separate ways, no one's feelings are hurt. It's understood that this is just the way it is. I'm starting to see a habit emerge here.
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I think I may be your soulmate. Could I be added to your blogroll, and I'll add you to mine?
Seriously, I am only happy when traveling alone and I am happy to find another blog that shares my views. I think women (and men) who don't travel solo are seriously missing out on many of the most wonderfully terrifying experiences possible.
Love your blog!!!
Soulmate! I knew you were out there somewhere! I'm so happy to know I'm not the only one who thinks this way too!
I love your blog! Keep it up and I'll be checking back often.
I totally agree- I am moving to London (from Aus) on my own in Feb and I didnt even ask my friends/boyf/family to come with me because i just want to do it on my own.
Best of luck to you karina on moving to London. I'm so jealous. You're going to have so much fun! I have always wanted to live there.
Actually, traveling alone is something which has always appealed to me as well, but I've yet to do it. My reticence isn't that I need someone with me every step of the way -- I enjoy dining out alone, seeing theatre alone, visiting a city for the day alone.
No, it stems from the fact that when you see something exciting, or beautiful, or funny, or taste something delicious, your inclination is to turn to your companion for the shared smile, laugh, or "aaahhh!" When alone, do you miss that moment of shared discovery?
Does it ever put a damper on a discovery that you could never really describe, out of context?
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