In my early 30’s, my boyfriend and I spent some time in Bruges, Belgium, during a European trip. He did something to annoy me. I don’t remember what now. I just remember him walking away from me, and me being angry. To this day, you say Bruges and a darkness descends. I really should go back and make amends with the city.
The lesson here? I felt safe and secure and excited about traveling with him. Isn’t a travel companion supposed to help make everything alright? For the most part, it worked out. But there were issues throughout the trip.
If I’d traveled alone through Bruges, I might have memories of the quaint buildings or the Belgian cuisine or some discovery I’d made walking down a side street. Instead of his back after he turned it on me.
So ask yourself: What’s so important about having a travel companion? And remember, when you get nervous about the idea of setting out solo: There are trade-offs either way.
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