I spent years travelling alone for work. I grew bitter. I hated it. I started to hate travelling.

Some years later, I decided that I wanted to be able to enjoy travelling alone. So I did, for 30 days, in France. I made rules for myself:

- Don’t stay in the same city more than two nights.

- Go do all the touristy stuff, eat at all the restaurants, etc, that I would do if I was not alone.

- Speak to people.

It was the best vacation of my life… I have so many stories from those 30 days.

Travelling alone is as hard, uncomfortable or increasingly good, as you yourself let it be.