Sitting in the bar at Trumpton Airport, sandwiched between the Car Crash Couple and the Dish of The Year got me thinking. About travelling – solo, naturally. And about people. And about choosing to spend our lives with someone. Or not.
50-something solo tripster
Sitting in the bar at Trumpton Airport, sandwiched between the Car Crash Couple and the Dish of The Year got me thinking. About travelling – solo, naturally. And about people. And about choosing to spend our lives with someone. Or not.