Two nights ago I found myself humorlessly close to the toilet in my Sao Paulo bathroom. I had eaten something. It had not agreed with me. Being sick while travelling alone is not fun. Yet in the heart of my minor firework display and porcelain pageantry I was sharply reminded of something. I was indeed alone. Experiencing the good and the bad. I recalled why I enjoy solo travelling. A … Continue reading Solo Travel Push (6min)