“One travels more usefully when alone, because he reflects more.”– Thomas Jefferson
When I used to travel around the country for my job, and I didn’t have a dinner engagement, I enjoyed eating out alone. I’d find a cool restaurant, take a book and away I’d go. If the place had a counter at the bar, I’d sit there to dine.
It’s not always comfortable doing things alone that people traditionally do in couples. The movies? Vacations? Museums? Do it a couple of times and your comfort level will rise, I swear.
Solo-ness has its plusses: You don’t have to talk, wait for anyone or agree on plans.
I’ve often thought of picking up and flying to Paris alone for a few days. One day I’d randomly walk wherever my legs took me, stopping here and there for delectable little snacks and window shopping to my heart’s content. The second day I’d go to the train station, look up at the departure board and take a train to a town about two hours away. It wouldn’t have to be a well-known destination. It would be a mystery.The last day I’d hire an erudite guide to take me on a private tour of The Louvre.
Spending time with myself makes me think about things that might not otherwise occur to me and to spend some time focused solely on the world around me.