As I mentioned in my 2018 Wanderlust post, I booked this trip to Costa Rica months ago. A deal for roundtrip flights for $290 popped up on Travel Pirate and I booked my ticket right then and there. The trip overlapped with my 28th birthday so I thought, Happy Birthday to me. I did ask a few friends and my siblings if they wanted to join but no one could (a) decide that quickly, (b) had the money, or (c) could plan 5 months in advance. So a solo trip it was going to be.
And I was super excited about this. I’m a slow traveler and enjoy being able to do what I want, without having to worry about another person or persons. If I wanted to wake up early as fuck to see the sunrise, I could. If I want to spend the afternoon napping in the air conditioning, I could. And if I want to sit on the beach for hours just reading and listening to music, I could.
So I thought, what goes better with doing what I want than celebrating my birthday, a day all about me? Right? HA. Well, I forgot that I’m an introvert and don’t do well talking to strangers, especially talking about myself. So what did I do, well, more like what I didn’t do…
I didn’t tell anyone that it was my birthday.
Why? Because for some reason, I felt that telling people it was my birthday would make them feel obligated to make a big deal about it and celebrate with me. Also, what if I told people and then didn’t feel like hanging out with them? Then I just look like a bitch.
I know, I’m an idiot.
So, I did some yoga then spent the day afternoon with a new friend exploring the town, did some shopping and just enjoyed being in another country. That night I treated myself to a delicious meal of empanadas, fruit and champagne then watched the sunset from the beach. Now, don’t get me wrong, it was a great evening BUT I was a little lonely.
Haha, I’m sure you’re thinking, oh you poor American girl, so sad to be on the beach in a beautiful country. But here’s the thing. while a birthday trip as a gift to myself was a fabulous idea and I loved it, the reality of traveling solo on my birthday was kind of bummer.
Okay, complaining over.
If you’re like me and don’t like making things about you, then I don’t recommend traveling solo on your birthday. What I DO recommend is buying a trip every year as a birthday present to yourself. And that’s what I plan to do.
It’s good for the soul.