I enjoyed this story from worldhum on introverted travelers. It showed me how the other half of solo travelers explore the world. The introverts, that is. Clearly without gabbing with a lot with strangers:
"I am terrible at striking up conversations with strangers and I am happy exploring a strange city alone."
The writer doesn't seek out people to talk to but says she loves people watching. Fair enough.
It's worth reading this other story on solo travel, a story on solo snowboarding in Chamonix, just for the writer's take on his trip. Funny guy. As in this nugget:
"As with all snowboarding trips, there seems to be a self-destructive desire to finish yourself off if you haven’t already collapsed from exhaustion or been carted off in an ambulance."
Hm, and I've always wanted to try snowboarding. I don't consider myself self-destructive. I hope this doesn't mean I'll be terrible at the sport.
I have a beef, though, with how the writer envisioned what he'd find when he arrived for a solo vacation:
"It’s easy to build up stereotypes of the kind of people you expect to meet on a solo travellers’ trip. But instead of a bunch of socially inept nerds, those in my group are actually fairly normal."
Nice to know one man's view of us solo travelers. Thanks, buddy.