Who doesn’t love to vacation? I mean, I will be the first to admit that I can go days without much. A book, some sunblock, a bikini, drinks (lots of drinks), food, and I’m as happy as a clam. Throw in some adventure, maybe it’s exploring the local history, or shopping, or doing something active: snorkeling, parasailing, you name it. I am the go-to vacation girl! I will live it up. With or without you.
I’ve gone vacationing by myself and with others, clearly with others it can be more fun because it’s reflective. You get to talk and laugh and share your vacation with someone else. Going by yourself, a completely different experience. You have no one to answer to, and if and when you get bored, you go and make new friends. I remember when I went to Cozumel, Mexico for my birthday 3 years ago, booked a fancy, resort villa for myself, accompanied with a hammock and everything, and had a blast. Sure, I got a little bored, so then, I went out and met locals. Danced near the pool, played life-size chess, watched movies on the beach, slept on the beach, wrote in my journal (that’s when all the good stuff comes out), ate the best meals by myself (sort of a running joke…like, “oh it’s you again, let me guess?” Yup, “Table for one, please.” :) I dressed up, I dressed down, I did whatever the hell I wanted to do.
I took lots of pictures, met a lovely couple toward the end of the stay, had dinner with them, hung out with them on the beach, talked, laughed, all that jazz. They were impressed that I had come alone. Especially since most of the people were celebrating an anniversary, and it was a very couple-esque resort. So what? Just because you’re single doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t treat yourself right? Why wait around for someone else to make your dreams come true? I’m sorry but I don’t know any woman who’s like, “uh, no thanks, I don’t want to be pampered all week.” Screw that, I booked massages on the beach, I exercised, spent a day at the sauna/hot springs, I pampered myself real good.
But more than anything, when you vacation alone, you seriously realize that you can do anything. You’re that self-reliant. I didn’t text anyone, I didn’t call anyone, I didn’t engage with anyone (that I knew) during my stay. It was hardcore, I did receive texts/calls and such as it was my birthday, but I will always remember what I did for myself. 31st birthday - best self-present, ever!
Now, it’s that time again. My itching to explore and rejuvenate. Since, moving to NYC, it’s been a constant grind. It’s time to switch it up. Up next, the Caribbean, baby. Then, this summer, it’s going to be a toss up between Cape Town, S. Africa, or somewhere in Asia (Thailand, Vietnam, or some Asian third world country — for education stuff). Gotta do my research! My goal of opening a school in a third world country, not going anywhere. Might take me 30 years, but something I plan to accomplish, one day.
Turks and Caicos.
Cape Town, S. Africa.