Dear Friends,
When you travel solo, still a phenomenon in the twenty-first century, you are bound to 'make an entrance' every time you appear! The strangers in your sphere will immediately notice that you walk alone, drink alone, eat alone, dance alone and sometimes even talk alone! Some are curious enough to get closer, some will just judge from a distance. But, they all have the same obviously redundant, but burning question - are you travelling alone?
"No," I told one person, "I haven't taken him out of the suitcase, yet!"
To a young man on the dance floor who insisted on finding out where my husband was, I finally replied, "I killed him!" He was too drunk to believe, or not to believe!
My relationship with strangers or lack thereof, perked up my mood. My grey hair (A built-in sign of age and wisdom!), allowed me to be outrageously sociable. I realized when on holidays, people appreciate outgoing, social species such as myself! I believe my high energy and twerp sense of humour enriched everyone's experience!
Women my age were in awe of me travelling alone, some of the older guys, whose partners wanted to dictate their every move, let out sighs of envy around me!
"She has the right idea," I heard one say to himself!
A few young women whom I out-danced nightly, expressed their desire to be like me in their 'old' age!
"Don't worry, you will be," I told each and every one of them, "I can see, you've got potential!"
It's so inspiring to be an inspiration! You take what you can get, right? So, I'll be the ambassador of my younger (much younger) sisters' future! A few wanted to know how old I was. Well, between you and me, I lied upwards! I rather be remembered as a younger-looking older woman than an older-looking younger one!
As an insecure unaccompanied sunbather, my only concern was not to lie beside any number 10's. The only reason I felt comfortable unravelling my tired, old number 6 body, even at the best of times, was the $$$ I had paid for my swimsuits! I figured just because I'm only a 6, it doesn't mean I should look like a 2 or a 3! But then, once I noticed others using me as their shield, I moved further away from the crowd! Might as well, nothing is more comical than putting on lotion without letting go of the right body angle! And if you think opening a jar of pickles is a single gal's utmost challenge, try putting sunscreen on your back!
Aside from not trusting anyone to watch my bags when I had to dash to the washroom before boarding, I found travelling alone, an amazing journey. From people watching and socializing to reflecting in solitude, at every turn, I discovered something interesting or came across a noteworthy insight.
My experiences as a 'solo traveller' gave me a new perspective on myself. Since I'm now wannabe's aspiration, I have no choice but to accept and file that I am, indeed, in a good place!
However, the road to this amazingly 'good place' where I met another me, whom I believe I like better, was not without bumps! Read all about it in the next few postings.
What have you accepted and filed today?
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