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I get so many people asking me about travelling alone for the first time, that I thought it was about time to write a blog on it. Yes, solo travel can be the epitome of freedom. There are also challenges, and despite being a major solo travel advocate, I can understand why people can be apprehensive to take the plunge. But trust me, once you have travelled alone for the first time, you will do it again, and again and again!
My personal experience of travelling alone for the first time
I personally didn’t travel completely solo until I was in my 30’s. Up to that point, there was always a relative, friend or boyfriend tagging along. I don’t think I was actually too scared of travelling alone, it’s just that someone always gatecrashed my party! By my late 20s I’d moved to London and frequently hopped across the channel on the Eurostar to friends in France and Belgium. But I didn’t quite see that as solo travel as it was quite close to home and often friends were meeting me the other end. So I moved up the solo travel scale incrementally, I would say!
It wasn’t until my early 30s when I refused to see the year go by without seeing the Blue Mosque in Istanbul that I just booked it and said sod it, I’m doing this. This was the first time I truly felt the incredible freedom and…
