My name is Adrienne Christian. I’ve traveled to over 30 countries, and to all 50 of the United States.
I became a solo traveler by accident. Back in 2008, I’d planned to go on a volunteer vacation to Costa Rica. I was to help build a school, and teach English to the locals. But, the company that was organizing the trip canceled it at the last minute. Well, by that time, I’d already had my heart set on going. I made a decision — I’m going alone!
And it was amazing! Using an excursion-booking agency called Viator, I went white water rafting, learned to surf, and zip-lined over the forest. I soaked in the natural hot springs, toured the the butterfly garden, and saw volcanoes, waterfalls, and a lagoon. I visited the Precolumbian Gold Museum, and bought a beautiful jade necklace and earrings set.
And, the food was absolutely delicious — at my hotel, I ordered the fish and was shocked (then delighted!) when it arrived head-on! The coffee was rich. The plantains, ripe. The seafood was the freshest I’ve ever tasted.
But, what left the biggest impression on me was how well people treated me when they learned I was traveling alone. Locals invited me into their homes; tour bus drivers let me ride shotgun; if someone saw me snapping selfies, they’d rush over to ask, “Want me to take the picture for you?” You would’ve thought I was Beyonce, the way everyone went out of their way to make me feel welcome. It was then that I got hooked on solo travel.
This picture is from a more recent solo trip. For my 37th birthday in 2016, I went to Raseborg, Finland to visit a friend. In the mornings, we had breakfast and bubbly on the sea, in the glorious sun.