I didn't intend to be a solo traveler. I wasn't against going travelling alone, but it wasn't on my radar at that time in my life. It was my second year into teaching and I was searching for some winter sun. I'll admit I went on to the Air Asia website with the mindset of, 'where is the cheapest place I can go for 10 days to escape the winter.' It turns out it was Malaysia, which wasn't half bad, as it was somewhere I had always wanted to visit.
Thinking a girls' trip might be nice, I asked a friend if she would be keen and before I knew it we were all booked in for a trip to Kuala Lumpur, Penang and Langkawi, staying at some seriously luxe resorts with the plan to take some tours and drink cocktails by the pool.
When I booked the trip I was in a relationship and expecting to go on a girls' trip, but by the time it came to depart, I was single and travelling alone. Despite some reservations about traveling alone, I felt I would have a safe trip in Malaysia, and a real urge to set out anyway. This is how I became an accidental solo traveler and realised there are many reasons to love solo travel.