A Brit has written a story in timesonline about avoiding the "heartache" of traveling alone.
Heartache? If you've chosen to travel alone, you didn't get into it to be miserable. Clearly you have some sense of adventure and a desire to see parts of the world that intrigue you.
personally would not pay big bucks to get on a plane to go somewhere
and be unhappy. Know thyself. My highly useful advice is if you think
you're going to suffer from wretched glumnitude and angst-ridden
despondency (thanks Roget's) here's what I say: DON'T GO. (Okay, I made
up the "glumnitude" part)
Putter in your garden, in your kitchen or online, safe in your happy home, where there's no heartache or misery.Okay, now, let's skip past that silliness to get to the useful bits of the story. I love the advice about trying not being so British, and channeling one's "inner American" when traveling solo. giggle.
Apparently what that means is looking up from your feet and making eye contact. Who knew that every single American was so good at this? Good on us, eh?
suggestion from the story: travel with a purpose. Learn to cook or
dance or to speak another language. That's a better goal than trying just to achieve "plain
happiness." I agree. Showing up in a city and expecting that to be enough doesn't cut it.
The writer also suggests to find an English-language club as a way to socialize. People trying to
learn English in their own countries will be thrilled to have an expert
visit and speak in perfect English. The piece discusses an experience the writer had in China.
All in all, a worthwhile post on solo travel.
Photo: Ellen Perlman. Kauai from helicopter.