If you have been following my travels for a while now, you’d not be at all surprised that when I found out that the World’s Highest Abseil just happened to be in Cape Town, I was already halfway through signing up. 438 more words
Tags » Solo Travel
A funny thing happened on the way to Madrid earlier this spring. For the first time ever, I was sad to be traveling alone.
I’ve always been a strongly independent person (my mother loves to tell stories about how I wanted to do things by and for myself even from the age of 2), and this extends to my travel habits. 1,125 more words