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I recently spent a week in France with a friend of mine. We had a grand time laughing, gorging on croissants, and knocking back Champagne — forging such pleasant memories amid exceptional settings are, of course, why people choose to travel together. But I am just as content to navigate a foreign locale solo. In fact, I prefer it. On this sojourn, like any other where I am in the company of others, there were moments I yearned for solitude.
But this unbridled independence wasn’t always the case. Here’s how I learned to love the lone nomadic life.
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