Traveling by myself. The thought of being alone can bring about memories touched with lonely sadness, while thoughts of being surrounded by others can bring memories of joy. But solitude, like all things, truly depends on the way you look at it.

I absolutely love being alone. Some of the best times I’ve had are ones where I’ve been in no one else’s company but my own. I enjoy hanging out with myself at home, and I equally love going shopping alone.

Traveling alone. All you need is a few free days, and you can go anywhere. Go somewhere you’ve never been before. Pack up some things, map out your route and just go. 

Foto: Nicola Mesken