Traveling as a Single Person-Do It!
Traveling as a Single Person-Do It!
Take a dose of preparation, a dose of confidence, a dose of guides-info and a dose of great
attitude, and go on that trip you have been dying to experience BY YOURSELF!
You can wait for that special someone, but that person may never come along for this special
event or maybe your partner cannot get away or is not interested in this vacation. Time flies by
quickly as we all know and by waiting, you are putting your life on hold. It could be much more
romantic with another person, but who knows what can happen? You are great company alone,
and you are opening a whole new world of possibilities. You may meet some wonderful new
friends. Best of all, you will achieve the empowerment of doing something on your own. This
can be a big accomplishment! Also, you may want to experience something a partner would not
enjoy. I say try it! You have so much to gain from the experience. I feel the memories and the
confidence are unbeatable. Pick the trip alone wisely for you, and be prepared by knowing all
you can about your adventure.
I was a travel wimp. Yes, a wimp. I could hardly drive my car across town. I was weak and
dependent as a person in my twenties. Oh, what I missed, but I just didn’t have the confidence to
seek the adventure of going it alone.
After divorcing in my thirties, I committed myself to renting a cottage with friends on the outer
banks of North Carolina. I planned on driving my two children out to meet the other family and
stay for a week. I had a new mini van, and I thought it all sounded like fun until I realized I had to
drive with an eight year old and a ten year old-just the three of us. I hated to drive. I was scared.
I forced myself to go, since I had already paid for my portion of the cottage and couldn’t let my
friends and children down. I was committed, so the three of us headed out. Wouldn’t you know
it? My new vehicle broke down twice!! My daughter became ill. The temperature was in the high
nineties. Somehow we made it to the Outer Banks. I was frightened driving through
Washington D.C. at high traffic time. I panicked at the thought of finding my way alone with two
children in my charge. I was lost a few times, the trip was much longer than I had planned, but I
made it happen. That mini-van pulled us through, and my children sensing none of my worries,
were troopers. I was determined, and we had a memory maker. All in all, the trip gave me
confidence, and we had a great time. This was my growing up time, and now as the children are
on their own, so am I.