For years I waited until I had someone to go with me, hesitant to travel alone. Then I decided that was enough – no more waiting! That meant I had to get over my hesitation and head out solo.
At this point I’ve done lots of different solo trips, including everything from catching a hockey game, to an open destination weekend, to a week in London. When I talk about my trips I am often surprised by the number of people who say they can’t imagine traveling alone. Like I told them I travel outside the Milky Way, not to the next state.
Personally, I can’t imagine not doing it. The other option is to stay home and continue glancing longingly at interstate ramps. Ummmm….no, thank you.
Someone asked me recently if I get scared traveling by myself. I thought about this for a while. The truth is yes, a few times I have been but I make an effort to travel smart.
These are a few tips I gave her if she decided to venture out on her own.
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I’ll tell you all about the ridiculous selfies I take when I’m out and about at some point. This is me in front of St. Paul’s Cathedral in London. |
It’s easy to get caught up in all the new sights on the road. Whether it’s giant skyscrapers, historical monuments, or rolling hills, the new sights can be distracting. I always remind myself to pay attention to the people and things around me.
One trip I wore a backpack and had a guy stand unusually close behind me while waiting in a line. I noticed anytime I would move, he would move as well. This was a little creepy.
The way I dealt with it was without confrontation. I just kept readjusting, facing other directions. When I checked out, I quickly left the store and went to find a bench to sit instead of going to my next destination. I did this to make sure he didn’t follow me. There were people everywhere so I was pretty confident I would be safe on that bench. When I decided the coast was clear and I felt safe again, I headed off on the rest of my day.
Well, not in a super fun way where your bills disappear and you can eat whatever you want without consequence.
When I’m in my hometown I go where I want, when I want. I know where I am, where I’m going, and where to avoid. That’s not the case when I’m on the road, which has the potential to put me in a dangerous situation when I’m alone. I usually try to make it back to my hotel room before it gets too late.
When I travel, first of all, I never keep my entire stash of money on me. Typically, I carry my debit card and enough cash to get me through that day. The rest is hidden in my hotel room.
While I do often carry some form of purse, I never keep my money inside. Or my identification. These things are kept in my front pocket, or in a money belt. (Most of the time my pocket.)
This may seem obvious, but I also would not count or organize my money in public. If you have to, do it in a bathroom stall. Anywhere you won’t make a spectacle of yourself and all your riches.
I always have a travel buddy, even when I travel alone. Personally, I don’t normally have an itinerary and even when I do, I rarely stick with it. However, I make sure there is someone who knows what I am doing every day – where I plan on going and how I plan on getting there.
It may just be a simple text, ‘Hey, today I think I’m going to these places: blah,blah, and blah.’ or even better, sending a text each time I head somewhere new. Hopefully these will never be needed for anything other than conversation but if something unexpected did happen, you want someone to know where you might be.
Once I ordered my dinner to be delivered (it was after dark!). Upon learning this my mother insisted I tell her where I ordered from and let her know as soon as I’d locked my room door behind me after the food was received. I honestly thought this was whackadoo but she freaked me out enough to go along with it.
Delivery was uneventful, but the next night when I did the same thing my delivery guy was arguing with a passerby when I came to the door. There was one moment the passerby walked up aggressively when I thought, “If that guy had a gun, I’d be dead right now.” Quite a sobering thought.
After everything calmed down and I got my food, I was visibly shaken and could only think about what could have happened….and that I hadn’t told my mother that night about the delivery.
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This is the night of the first delivery, when I still thought my mother was whackadoo! |
What I want you to take away from this is that, while it does make sense to take a few extra precautions, solo travel is absolutely “doable”! Some of the best trips I’ve been on were done alone. In fact, I think everyone should take at least one trip alone at some point!
Have you been on a solo trip? Do you have tips I didn’t mention here? Let me know you’re here!
Good tips! I love me some solo travel. 🙂
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