Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Puerto Rico, Day Two: Doing this alone is weird
Of course I don't have a husband, or a significant other (perhaps I've talked about that here before?), so I invited my friend Jennifer. Jennifer is heading up Thursday. So, for 3.5 days, I'm here solo, and I'm having to adjust to vacationing alone.
I travel for business alone all the time, but this is definitely different. I am in this room, with that view, by myself. I ate breakfast by myself. I headed out to the beach by myself. Eventually my friend joined me but until she did, it was weird, and I wouldn't have expected to feel weird about it. As a matter of fact, I had not even thought about it until I got here, the fact that I would be vacationing alone.
I think I am just a social creature by nature, more so than I used to believe. Last night I went down to the bar before dinner to have a drink and...there was no one there. So, I practiced spanish with Guillermo the bartender. I just really like people, which is why I'm struggling a bit I think. Of course, I am still having a great time and today was pretty much my perfect chill day - laying in the sun, cocktails delivered to me with perfect timing, a nice afternoon nap. I'll have a fun night out with two other couples. Yeah, I'll be the fifth wheel, but I'm okay with that.
In theory, I like the idea of vacationing alone. In reality it's lonely. Not terribly so, and I have found as this day has worn on, it's starting to fit a little better. I expect I'll be a professional solo-traveler by tomorrow night.
As I was writing this, my friend Troy texts me this: "You probably can't wait for your friend to get there." He is correct.
P.S. I talked to Sarah this morning and she is totally and perfectly fine. Her friend apologized, and it's like the inconsolable sobbing never happened. I knew that would likely be the case but last night I just couldn't get a hold of that perspective because I felt to helpless being so far away. But it was a huge relief to talk to her this morning and hear her happy voice.
Posted by Clare at 4:38 PM