Traveling alone opens you to meet amazing new people and to lead you on adventures you never knew existed. And hell, maybe I am a little crazy…but I like it that way.It also strips you of all your comfort and forces you to be in situations most would find uncomfortable. Others tell me all the time they feel bad for people at restaurants who sit alone and that in fact they look lonely. So I show up to Hawaii and stayed with some amazing people from Advlo.com, who were more than kind to open their home for me for the first few nights. A hotel here, staying with an old high school friend there.With solo travel, be prepared for those “I feel bad for you” stares. I took a tour on the island and was the only single traveler of the group. I paired up with some friendly guys from the Philippians and we had a kick-ass time biking the beaches of North Shore, SUPing, Kayaking and just hanging out. Once they find out you’re alone it’s a flood of questions: “Aren’t you scared being a female and alone? I usually discovered where I was sleeping the day of after being sent on the street with my backpack and no plan. (Note: make sure you’re not traveling there during the Honolulu Marathon, as all hostels will be booked) I also went on some KILLER hikes. Jurassic Park meets Lost meets Avatar meets Narnia.I’ll admit it was extremely stressful but extremely fun. All the locals stroll around and I’m there next to them staring up and screaming “BEACHES AND MOUNTAINSSSSSSSSSS”. The island of Oahu is no longer than 26 miles across, but the ecosystems are completely different based upon area.At the bus station in Tallinn, I met a nice, orderly lady.She was in her late 50’s or early 60’s, gray-haired, tall and from Italy.As introverts, we often get lost in our thoughts and sometimes neglect to pay attention to what is happening around us.There’s nothing wrong with daydreaming, but doing so on a crowded subway or on the streets of a foreign city isn’t the best idea.
I sat on the plane on my layover in Phoenix staring at my phone waiting to see if I could sleep on the couch of a friend of a friend my first night. And for having little planned-not even a place to sleep, I have to say things went extremely well.It was one of those in-the-spur-of -the-moment decisions so I didn’t exactly think it through when I decided to throw Russia into the mix. I love to go off the beaten track, but you won’t see me heading off to Nigeria or Syria anytime soon. And I ended up having a great time in Saint Petersburg, and if you ask me today, I’m glad I went.