Okay, real talk: I used to think solo travel was code for “I have no friends.” 🙃 Then last year, my bestie bailed on our Bali trip 48 hours before takeoff. Cue me…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. Who else has sat through another group chat debate about vacation dates while secretly fantasizing about tossing your phone into a canal and hopping on a…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real – when I first Googled “solo female travel,” the algorithm hit me with pepper spray ads and horror stories about hostel bunk beds. 🙄 But here’s the tea:…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real for a sec. Remember that time I showed up in Barcelona with three suitcases… only to find my Airbnb was a fifth-floor walk-up? 🥵 Or when I accidentally…
Read moreOkay ladies, let’s get real. I’m sitting here sipping an iced latte that costs more than my hostel bed in Prague last summer, thinking about how wild it is that people still side-eye…
Read moreOkay, real talk ladies… Who else binge-watches Eat Pray Love scenes at 2 AM while secretly terrified to book that solo Lisbon trip? 🙋♀️ My first solo adventure started as a panic attack…
Read moreOkay, let’s get one thing straight – solo travel isn’t all sunsets and Instagrammable avocado toast. (Though trust me, there’s plenty of that too. 🥑🌅) Two years ago, I nearly canceled my first…
Read moreOkay, real talk: did anyone else spend their teenage years awkwardly hauling overpacked suitcases through hostel staircases while wearing the wrong shoes? 🙋♀️ raises hand Last summer in Barcelona, I nearly cried when…
Read moreOkay, let’s get this out there: I used to think solo travel was for Insta influencers with trust funds and a death wish. 🙃 Then I found myself ugly-crying in a Porto hostel…
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