As I’m about to leave Bulgaria and head back home, I have something to confess: I’m done with solo travel. It’s not that it hasn’t been fun or that I haven’t learned a lot from it, it’s just that it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. If you spend any time reading some of the popular travel blogs, you’ll find articles about how solo travel is great and that really, it’s the only way to travel. Many of these articles will tell you you’re missing out on a new culture by going with a friend, since you don’t get to completely immerse yourself in a culture.
There’s a little monastery right near the cliffs of Emona. It’s old and lovely and was unfortunately locked. But I wanted to see the inside, so I put those monkey arms I was born with into good use and launched myself up the side. I only wish I were better at parkour.