(Image credit: Carrie Guss)
When traveling alone, I’m quiet and risk-averse. I spend a lot of time reading and napping. I plan my days carefully, avoid big tourist spots, wander art museums, and try to take up as little space as possible. It’s not that this is a bad way to travel, rather that when I am in the company of friends, I become an altogether different kind of traveler.
My friends are outgoing — borderline rowdy — and I run with that energy. I have big adventures and meet people my solo self would never be brave enough to talk to. While some people feel less inhibited traveling by themselves, it has always taken a few good friends to unfurl me when we hit the road and I’m curled up in the back seat like an armadillo.
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