Boldly Go Solo

A 30-something woman has written a somewhat amusing, partly crass (hey, my blog, my opinions) piece on her cross country dating adventure. The country being Canada. It seems to be connected to a PR campaign by a singles dating site, which surveyed women about their solo travel experiences.

The online dating site polled more than 2,000 single women about solo travel and found that 61 percent had traveled by themselves. The site finds this to be a "whopping" high number.

I don't. It's just that most travel writers pen stories about families or couples, and most coupled and familied (my blog, my invented word) people don't think about all the solos out there, having a grand time touring the world.

To continue…of those women who had traveled alone, 64 percent found it exciting. But, sadly, 36 percent said it they were "terrified." The news release doesn't say of what. Loneliness? Bears? What?

Anyway, the writer, with tongue in cheek I hope, offers such tips as: When you're in the Northwest, keep an eye out for indie rock stars but don't bother seeking out the "cute grunge guys." They don't exist anymore. Oy. (Lucky me, I've never been interested in cute grunge guys.)

Don't get overly attached to sailors or surfers because they don't commit. Now wait a sec. Did this person really head out West with the intention of finding a surfer for a long-term commitment? Or for part-time amusement while looking for a commitment? So let a sailor buy you a drink but move along quickly?

The 30-something writer claimed to be looking for a mate but here's the thing. I hope she has no problem with relocating or maintaining a long-distance relationship, because if she's on the hunt so far from home, those are likely scenarios.

Okay, take it all with a grain of salt (sea salt in this case, I suppose) and see if you find it funny. I, personally, would prefer to go out West to BE that sailor or surfer (or to try to learn how at least). And to have a great time on the road.