Gina Cambridge giggled her way through Cairo traffic on her first solo trip in her late 30s. She now leads solo travel retreats across New Zealand, Bali, and Cuba. We talked about why a group tour still counts as solo, the bunk bed in a hostel that ended up sending her to Bali, why your phone might be the reason you’re not making the connections you came for, and the smallest possible first move. Hint: it isn’t a flight.
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I was at the riverbank in Okazaki in March, there to see the cherry blossoms in the evening. It was raining, and the area was lit up for the first day of the festival. From a distance, it was genuinely beautiful. But when I got closer, I realized most of the buds were still closed…
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I was in Canada in September, standing on the balcony at my parents’ house when a school bus went by. September is when school starts. For fourteen years, it was also when I went back. And I felt something I hadn’t expected: relief. Pure, quiet relief. And then I felt surprised by the relief, because…
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