My decision to start traveling solo was a big one, and now, I love it.
But, the reaction I get from others is very interesting.
Over my last few US and abroad trips, I’ve told several people about my adventures and get one of the following responses:
- “Bless your heart”
- “Aww good for you being so brave”
- “That is awesome”
While I may be sensitive to how I respond to each, I find that I roll my eyes at the first three because they feel condescending. They may not be meant that way, but they are.
To those that doubt or question solo travel and my true intentions, let me be clear.
I travel alone because I love it. Because it lets me see life outside of the Midwest and feeds the need I have to step out of my comfort zone. It’s allowed me to learn a lot about myself and make me a better person.
I do not travel alone because I’m trying to meet men or to give my father an ulcer by saying “damn the man” and getting out of town.
And after a few run-ins with negative Nelly’s in Paris and Hawaii, I don’t let it roll off my back as easily anymore. When they question or make snide comments, I fight back. Not in an aggressive manner, but to clarify.
Maybe it’s not worth it, but to me, it’s worth saying something.
Those who may be more narrow minded, need to hear the truth, even if it ultimately does nothing.
Why do you love to travel either solo or with a partner or friends?