Travelling solo = forced to make new friends

Travelling by yourself is a great way to make friends.

From the moment I stepped on the plane where I met Jesse and James to when I was in LA airport with Chrystel, Max and Paul to walking Broadway with another Paul to dinner tonight where I was with Emma. Travelling solo has pushed me out of my comfort zone forcing me to be more outgoing. Having said that I find solo travellers naturally gravitate toward eachother as it's easier to approach them then a group of a few people.

The people I've been meeting are from all walks of life - maybe people I wouldn't normally meet but you have one thing in common; you're in a big city, alone.


Plus, I've had to rely on these strangers. Fopr example in LAX Chrystel and I teamed up and I was in charge of passports while she dealt with our baggaage as we ran through it trying to catch our next plane. She didn't know me from a bar of soap but because she knew I was going to America alone, like her, she instantly trusted me with her passport and I did the same to her with my luggage.

Sure some of these people I will never see again in my life but the point is, for whatever reason, be it comfort, a need to talk to somone or have someone be there to appreciate a sight with you, in a city this big you really are never alone.