Upon returning to Pousada Picinguaba, my husband and I went our separate ways. He wanted to spend the rest of the afternoon slumbering in our suite’s hammock, while I wanted to further explore the grounds.
In my previous post, I discussed living a life of excitement and that my greatest passion is travel. Over the past decade, I have traveled solo, with my family, with my friends, and with my ex-lovers. As I became more comfortable with traveling, I preferred traveling solo. I know it is not for everyone, however I do believe that everyone should at least try it once in their lives — nothing will teach you more about who you truly are as a person than exploring a foreign land on your own.
My husband and I had traveled together before, but not for more than a couple of days at a time, and never outside of the Americas. This was due to our unique long-distance relationship. Just to see each other we had to travel 10,000 miles, thus to then take off on another journey was not what we desired at the time. We chose to explore each others respective cities instead; his being Buenos Aires and mine being New York City. This gave us a feeling, albeit temporarily, of having a somewhat “normal relationship.”
Half a year before we got married, I decided that I needed one last solo trip as a single woman. I wanted it be a place where I could be alone in my thoughts and where I could celebrate the old and new chapters in my book of life. Thus, I chose Easter Island. Could there be a more perfect destination for this transformational trip?
That trip will forever remain a special memory for me, however what I did not know then that I know now, is that not only when I said “I do” was I gaining a husband, I was also gaining a lifelong travel partner as well. I am certain that I will take more solo trips in the future, but they are not necessary for me like they were before. Now, I prefer to travel with my husband; to share these deep, meaningful experiences and, of course, the excitement of these beautiful adventures with him.
I love knowing that for the rest of my life I have someone to watch pink sunsets with.
Who do you prefer to travel with or do you travel solo?
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