Flying Solo
I like to travel alone sometimes. In fact, I am doing so now. This post comes to you live, from my laptop, in an undisclosed location, some 1,500 miles from my home in Boston, where I have decided to take 5 days on my own to stare at some green water, white sands, and palm trees. When I first planned this trip a couple of weeks ago, I got a lot of the same question from nearly everyone when I told them that I would be taking some R&R time…”Who are you going with?”. When I said “no one”, I would get some odd stares, and then a shoulder shrug suggesting that although the idea sounded a little mad, it wasn’t that strange. Regardless (or IRREGAHDLESS as they say at home) of what others may say about traveling solo, I highly recommend it. No disrespect to those who normally travel with me, but there is something about being away from home, in a strange place, alone, that is exciting and relaxing at the same time. I like to wander around at my leisure, seeing and doing things that I want to see and do, and not seeing or doing things that I don’t want to see or do, just because someone else might see or do them. I know that sounds selfish, and I guess it is…but once in a while, everyone needs to be selfish…and for me, selfish time was scheduled from February 23rd through February 28. And I am enjoying it thoroughly.
