5 Reasons Why Everyone Should Travel Alone At Least Once

5 Reasons Why Everyone Should Travel Alone At Least Once

My most recent adventure has taught me so much more than any other family vacation.


Over the past couple of days, I have managed to get stranded in Washington D.C., navigate through Union Station, catch a bus to New York City, locate my lost luggage in Queens, and end up safe and sound on the Upper East Side. Oh, and did I mention that it all happened within the same 24 hours? As bad and stressful as it was, I truly believe that it was one of the biggest learning experiences that I have ever been put through. So, that's why I've compiled a list of reasons why I think every person, especially college-aged, should travel alone for the mere fact that they, too, could be put through an experience such as mine.

But, hopefully, it would be a little less overwhelming.

1. Traveling alone is one of the most peaceful processes ever.

I absolutely love flying on airplanes. Well, until my flight gets canceled and I get rebooked to a later day that really won't work. But, honestly, I love traveling alone because you can relax in the airport, listen to music, really do anything that you wouldn't normally do if you would have a traveling buddy. I'm not saying that it's less fun to travel with someone, but when you need a mental break, you'd be surprised how therapeutic it is to just be by yourself.

2. You get put in situations that YOU are responsible for solving.

This is one of the most important things that I learned while traveling by myself because I had to work myself out of a terrible set of circumstances. First, my flight was canceled and there were no more flights left that day to get into the city. Now, normally I would be OK with being a little late, but I had a hard date that I absolutely HAD to be in the city for. After calling the airline, speaking to them in person, and trying absolutely EVERYTHING I could, I was left with my carry-on at the airport (Yeah, my actual suitcase made it on a plane to the city without me).

But, I remembered that Washington D.C. had trains and buses that went to New York constantly, so I literally ran to a taxi and headed to Union Station to catch a four-hour bus ride to the city. Needless to say, I made it much later than I originally intended, BUT trying to weasel myself out of D.C. was the most overwhelming things that I have ever done. I even called my mom, who couldn't do anything because she was two states away, so I was literally left to figure this out on my own.

3. You can literally go anywhere that you want!

The last time I was in the city, I wasn't really able to do anything and everything that I wanted to do. Granted, I don't really like to do touristy things because I hate being near the crowds that stop dead in their tracks...it just really grinds my gears. But, being by myself, I got to wake up when I wanted, leave when I wanted, go anywhere I wanted, and get there how I wanted. I'm a big fan of the subway, and most people aren't, so it's just so satisfying to really be in the heart of the city, traveling around like a local. I've done tourist-like things, I've explored the less-crowded parts of the city, and it has been so relaxing and amazing. I've even seen a show by myself. It's amazing how some things are better when you're alone!

4. You learn the difference between time and money.

I've always been a saver, as unbelievable as that is. But, when you're spending your own money on your own vacation, you learn about the time that you have. I have found myself in the past so obsessed over money, which in most cases, is a good thing! But, being alone, I've tried to save and have fun at the same time — taking cheaper transportation so that I can go to an extra show, or not buying super expensive things so that I can see a national landmark. It's really amazing how much experience I have now because I have tried not to think super hard about money when I know I will be just fine. Honestly, life really is about living in the now, money is just an object! We all need it, but what's the point in having it if we can't use it to make new memories?

5. You grow up...like 20 years.

My trip to New York City has been a rollercoaster of emotions: stress, extreme anxiety, but most of all, happiness. I love being in the city, and nothing makes me happier than to walk out my front door and see a city full of the most opportunity in the entire world. The best bagels, pizza, theatre, art, and culture all combined into ONE giant city. But, I've learned so much about myself, including how to be independent and sort things out without another family member to help me. I feel like I have aged about 20 years, but it was one of the most educational and exciting experiences I've ever had in my life. Would I take it back to have it easier? Absolutely not.

Needless to say, my spring break has been more than I had originally bargained for. However, after being able to maneuver myself around Washington D.C. all the way to New York City, I can honestly say that I wouldn't go back and change anything. I have learned so much about myself, as well as how difficult the world can be when you're trying to get somewhere in a hurry. Here's to hoping I don't have any more traveling issues!

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To The Girl Who Hasn't Been Herself Lately

Your spark return, and you will shine like you were meant to.

Life gets tough. Life gets too much to handle sometimes, and those times make you stronger. However, right now, it seems like you have lost yourself.

It’s difficult when you catch yourself not being you. When you do something or act a certain way and just wonder, “what did I do to deserve this? Why is this happening? When will it get better?” The way you’re feeling is not so much that you’re unhappy, you just feel weird.

Your day will come. I promise you. This is just a phase.

The day you realize how much you have grown from this point in time will be your reward. It is so hard to see now, and I feel your pain.

Your light will return to you. Your pure bliss moments, they are seeking you. Your laughter where your tummy aches is in your reach.

Our moods change far too often for us as humans to understand why, but the encounters you make every day have this effect on us.

You must remember the pure happiness you experienced before your first heartbreak, before the first friend became someone you thought they weren’t, before you lost your innocence. That was a time of true joy as you had not a care in the world for the things that would harm you. Better yet, you didn’t have the option to experience them because you were just a child.

The world can be an ugly place, and your attitude towards life can change every day. One thing is for certain: you did not lose who you are internally. We all put on a face for the world. For the people who we try to impress. For the life we want to live. For the things we want to achieve.

Your definitive personality is still in the works. Believe it or not, it always will be. Times like this change us for the better even though we can’t see it.

Your happiness will return. You will be a better, stronger version of you. In fact, you will be the best version of you yet.

Once this phase is over, you will be okay. This I promise you.

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Visiting A Long-Distance Friend in Edinburgh

It was a short but sweet trip and we packed in lots of fun activities.


I lugged my heavy suitcase off the train onto the busy Edinburgh train station platform. Before I could get my bearings, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around to see my closest and oldest friend, Sasha, with the warmest smile on her face. After a big hug and quick catch up, we braved the bustling tourist streets of Edinburgh in June.

I spent my first week of summer vacation in the United Kingdom. I visited family, met my baby cousin, spent time with my godfather, and enjoyed my favorite city. All in all, it was such a wonderful way to start my summer break. One of the highlights of the trip was going to see my best friend in Edinburgh.

Sasha and I have been friends since we were eight years old. She and I quickly bonded and formed a close friendship that despite the distance, we have maintained for almost 12 years. We don't talk constantly but when we do it is like nothing has changed. I am complete, 100% myself around her and I couldn't ask for a better friend.

Prior to this trip, it had been a little over two years since I'd seen her, which in our opinion was far too long. So knowing I was going to be in the UK for ten days, I scheduled 3 of them to be in Edinburgh with Sash. It was a short but sweet trip and we packed in lots of fun activities.

Day 1.

I arrived on Friday afternoon. We dropped my suitcase at Sasha's apartment, which is a scenic fifteen-minute walk from the station past the infamous Edinburgh castle. Sash then took a walking tour of the city through Princes Street Gardens and the Royal Mile. We stopped for a drink at a pub on the GrassMarket. We talked and talked and caught each other up on the highs and lows of the past two years.

Grace Bellman

There is something about an old friend that makes you feel so comfortable. Sash has been my friend through it all. She didn't walk away when my life didn't look so pretty and she always makes an effort to prioritize our friendship.

Sasha made a healthy vegan potato curry with naan bread for dinner before we set off on a hike up Arthur's Seat. The crazy thing about Edinburgh is that one minute you are walking through a busy city street with buses and cars and tourists and general organized chaos, and the next minute you are walking up an extinct volcano, looking down on the city at sunset. It takes your breath away (from beauty and exhaustion).

Grace Bellman

Day 2.

I forced Sash to be a morning person and started our day relatively early. Our first stop: The National Gallery of Scotland. Neither Sash nor I feel the need to spend too long in museums so we whipped around the exhibits quickly and found a trendy coffee shop to get a pick-me-up. We took our coffees up Calton Hill, a less vigorous but still beautiful walk than Arthur's Seat. I think this may have been my favorite spot of the trip. We attempted (and succeeded) in climbing the National Monument and laughed so hard while trying to take pictures in the classic Scottish windy, slightly damp weather.

All this walking and climbing made us quite hungry so Sasha took the opportunity to show me part of her university. We ate black bean burgers and chips at the Student Union Library Bar before proceeding to hop between thrift stores, book stores, and art galleries for the next few hours.

Later that afternoon, we visited the National Museum of Scotland, which is home to a series of exhibits about animals, music, and technological advances. For someone who is usually not the biggest museum fan, it was fascinating and very enjoyable.

Physically tired but still high in spirit, we discussed what to do with our evening. We spontaneously decided to attend a local comedy show in the basement of a theatre. Both Sash and I hate to be called out in an audience but we muscled through and ended up really enjoying the new experience.

Grace Bellman

Day 3.

My last morning in Edinburgh was wonderful. We, of course, had to check out the famous castle on a hill before stopping at a lovely cafe for some coffee. We then explored the Writer's Museum. It was in a small building that seemed to be a house in its previous life. It had old memorabilia from Robert Burns, Walter Scott, and Robert Louis Stevenson. From photographs to old shoes and even locks of hair, the museum seemed to have covered each of these men's lives in detail.

My final meal in Scotland was definitely indulgent, to say the least. Sasha took me to a new restaurant, Cold Town Beer, with a rooftop view of the castle and a really yummy vegetarian full breakfast. We were both full to the brim with food and with post-meal sugar highs.

Sadly, I only had about half an hour before I had to get to the station so we marched back to her flat, packed my bag, and ended the trip in the way we started: dodging tourists with my heavy bag on the hilly streets of Edinburgh.

It was such a special trip that made me realize how much I am missing by not living closer to one of my closest friends. It was a funny feeling waving goodbye to her from the train knowing it would be at least a year, if not more until I would see her again. But I guess that phrase is really true: "How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard" - A.A.Milne.

Sasha Milne

Sash, thank you for having me and for being a friend through everything. We survived our separation at thirteen, high school, and the first two years of college apart. There is no way we can't get through another year. Have an amazing time studying in Spain and Italy. I'll see you soon.

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