In 1964, I broke up with my then-boyfriend, quit my job and flew to Lisbon, Portugal alone. I stayed in Europe for three months. That did not please my parents. There wasn’t any email then, and I know they worried.
After Peter and I were married, the only trip I made to Europe on my own was a work trip to London. Other than that, I traveled abroad with family or friends until earlier this month when I went to a family wedding in Medellin, Colombia without Peter. Our son Seth was with me on the way down, but I was on my own coming back because he was staying longer. I have to admit that I was a bit anxious.
I ran into my first problem in the Medellin airport. I had checked in online, but I could not find any sign that told me what gate my flight to Panama would be leaving from. Fortunately, a kind customs official literally walked me to my gate.
I had an easier time in the Panama airport. I was able to find my gate on my own. (It helped that my flight from Panama had arrived at the same gate). Once I was on the flight home, I felt like a seasoned single traveler again.
It’s never too late to step out of your comfort zone.