I don’t like traveling alone. I know I’m supposed to be relaxing and appreciating that I can do whatever I want whenever I want, and I don’t have to worry about the fights that come from a traveling partner being tired or hungry, and there are tons of people who would love to be in my position.
I know all of this, and still, on my pre-work-trip vacation to Puerto Rico, I want someone sitting next to me so I can laugh with them about the dogs hyper-actively playing in the waves–so I can celebrate with them after receiving an upgrade to a king-size bedroom–so I can gasp with them when I realize I forgot to pack any underwear.
So I can tell them how proud of myself I am for trying tacoviche for dinner. It was ceviche in a plantain taco shell, and considering I don’t like seafood, it’s a big feat that I both ordered and ate it. The fact that I ended up not hating it is just a bonus.
But since I don’t have someone sitting next to me to tell this to, I’m telling you. Thank you for being a virtual someone while I wait for my full-time someone to find his way to me.