Traveller’s Tales – Goodbye to Solo
I remember thinking I would travel for my entire life. By the time each adventure ended, I had the next one lined up. In fact, my main priority in life was to travel. I wanted to see as many countries in as little time as possible. I wanted to see everything, so no matter what person I met, I could relate to their adventure stories and I would have my own to share too. But if there is one thing I’ve come to realize, it’s that no matter what you think your life will be like, you’re almost certainly going to be wrong.
It was May of 2014 and I was at a hostel in Rome. I remember sitting around a table in the common area with my new friends. We were laughing and chatting like we’d known each other for years, even though we had just met that afternoon in our shared dorm. A lady sat down to join us. She was in her 60s, an unusual find in a hostel like ours which was cheap, a little rundown and tucked away in a poor corner of Rome. But she was a jolly woman from Australia with a truly bogan accent. She was travelling solo, and I tell you I had half a wit to join her, considering her entertainment value that night.
To be honest, I don’t remember much of what was said that night and I don’t even remember her name. I just remember she was loud, brash and absolutely hilarious. But the reason I’m mentioning her today of all days is because of what she told me. That night, she decided to tell all of us, her new friends, what our futures were going to look like. One of the girls was going to be single for a long time, focusing most of her attention on her career. Another was going to keep travelling, living the nomadic lifestyle. When she got to me, she took a second before deciding that I was going to marry young and settle down. I cracked up at that one. I didn’t want to get married. I certainly had no interest in settling down so I asked her when she saw this happening. She said 23. Last month I had my 23rd birthday and this weekend I’ll be marrying my best friend.
I met Scott in Cuba. It was a holiday that came up purely by coincidence but certainly changed my life in a way I never expected. So, not only is this Traveller’s Tales dedicated to my future husband, but also to anyone who met their partner while travelling. Although, maybe instead it should be dedicated to those who are single to put some pressure on booking your next holiday. You never know if you might meet Mr. or Mrs. Right on it! And considering this is my last Traveller’s Tales as a single person, today I’ll share my story with you.