Solo Travel Isn’t For the Faint of Heart.

I found out the hard way.

When I decided I wanted to go to Peru, the thought of going alone never once crossed my mind. I thought surely I’d find someone who would want to tag along. One friend expressed great interest and asked if she could join me. Yes!

I was thrilled. I had found a companion.

I’ll be honest, I really didn’t want to embark on this adventure alone. I knew it was gonna be a big trip. At least two weeks. Not something I wanted to do solo.

My friend and I got together one afternoon and planned out our trip. Places we wanted to see, dates we would go, where we would stay. We had the first whole week planned and decided to leave the second week open to random adventures!

It was shaping up to be a trip of a lifetime for me. For both of us actually.

Until this happened….

A week before we were to leave she sends me a flurry of messages telling me she can’t go, she’s sorry, and a whole bunch of other bullshit.

To say I was disappointed, confused and slightly furious is an understatement. I was fit to be tied.

Regardless.

I had to come to terms with the fact that I was going to Peru alone.