The Unbearable Solitude of Solo Travel


The Unbearable Solitude of Solo Travel

Illustration: Shivali Devalkar/Arré


he solo traveller, they say, is the epitome of freedom and the staple of Instagram feeds. That’s a real man, you think as you sit in your cubbyhole drinking tea that tastes like horse piss, free as man was born to be. A man with deep thoughts, a deep personality, and a deeper need for rejuvenation. Plus no girlfriend to take shopping.

So one fine day, I decided to jump on the lone-ranger bandwagon. I threw my laptop aside, packed my bag, booked tickets, and left for Gokarna to claim my place in the solo traveller’s sun.