Tag: life

  • The Disillusionment of the Early Career Engineer

    The Disillusionment of the Early Career Engineer

    Pumpkin carving
    Credit : flickr / Kenny Louie

    You’re brilliant! You have so many options! You graduate, start work… and now you’re at the bottom of the food chain. There’s a game on, and from what you understand of it, you’re not sure you want to play.

    Sometimes people ask me for advice. I have no idea why; I’m not sure what I’m doing either. I’ve noticed a trend, though, of being disillusioned after the first thrill of “I graduated! I have a real job!”, and some people feel disillusioned… others feel disillusioned and trapped.

    Disillusionment mostly comes from a feeling of “is this it? I thought I was going to [change the world]”.

    Trapped comes from things like: career not going how you thought/hoped it would, not feeling like you are learning enough, not feeling appreciated, not being clear on what you need to do differently to progress.

    I can’t offer anything to the disillusioned (I think this is why people join startups instead of working for The Man), but I do have some thoughts on being trapped.

    Always have a plan B. The time to find your next thing is not when your confidence is shot – it’s something you should always have. And then you activate it when you’re in a situation that is sapping your confidence.

    Even a good manager is not a forever. Yeah your manager helped you with that thing, it doesn’t mean they are going to be 100% good for you, all the time. Another situation they might let you down really badly, or just not be able to help you (e.g. your last promo, they had a plan. For the next it seems like something of a crap shoot). A good manager will see developing your career as part of their job, but even if they do (or say they do – not the same thing), your career is not going to be built on blind loyalty to them. Stay whilst they are offering the things you want, that will help you move forward, but remember: your manager is human, and sometimes as a human they are going to suck – that is their right as a human, and your responsibility as a decent human is not to hold it against them. The question is, is what they are currently sucking at important to you? Will it stop you from feeling fulfilled or moving forwards? If it is, then it’s time to go. If it’s not important, don’t be a jerk, let it go.

    Find something you can be excited about on your project. Or find a new project. I don’t think you need to be a passionate user of whatever you are building. A career regret of mine is that I didn’t spend longer working on email, the hatred I have for it was motivating to improve it. I get excited by great user experience, by building things that I think real people will use – which actually gives me a pretty broad set of things to be excited about. But read the launch announcement and feel “meh, nothing new here” – that’s not a place for you.

    If you are 100% your job, when your job sucks, your life sucks. And even when you get free meals and all the rest of that stuff, sometimes your job is going to suck. Work on a side project – you’d be amazed at how much you can get done if you set aside half a day at the weekend, or carve out time to write in the evenings. I conducted an experiment in working Saturdays earlier this year. After a few months I declared it a failure and started spending that time on personal projects instead. My happiness improved dramatically, and I started getting some external validation that was a huge – and much needed – boost to my confidence. Perhaps most importantly, I started feeling empowered to challenge and change things I was unhappy about.

    Have an idea what you want to do in the medium term. Then make a list. Here’s my medium term plan – I want to be able to run a cross-platform mobile team. Am I ready to do that yet? Not quite. Do I have a plan to get there? Not exactly. What I do have, is a list of things I need to achieve and skills I need to master so that I can do that. And so when I look to my next move, I focus on crossing something off the list – my last move? Two checks – build an iOS app from scratch, and run a small (sub-)team. My next – more web development experience. Currently my side project is building an Android app from scratch. I know that my short term choices build a medium term plan – and that’s my responsibility (if you’re lucky, you get a manager who will support your short term and your medium term goals, but short term can be good enough).

    Sometimes you make a choice between values and skills – i.e. “we want someone to focus on <area>” vs “we want someone to build X”. File this under – career choice I didn’t realise I was making at the time. Build X is more concrete, and good to show your value, but what happens post-X? Is it just going to be a short term thing? Focus on area might be better, but why is no-one currently focused on that? Are you really going to be able to? Is your work going to be recognised, and rewarded?

    Beware of boring. Why is no-one else doing that? I could make a list of things I find frustrating about the typical nerd. Here’s something that would be… ooh, top five. The logic that goes “if it was important, I would be interested in it, and I’m not, so therefore this is not important”. I have been amazed by the things that get de-prioritised this way. And then the people that work on these things have their work diminished in complexity, just because it is perceived as boring. If you work on something that no-one else wants to, do people recognise it’s importance? Or are you working on something that no-one else wants to… and doesn’t see the value of. That’s a dead end. How people perceive your value and achievements is important, and it’s worth being aware of this, and learning to communicate the value of things that you are doing.

    Say something. So many times, I’ve had conversations where someone sets a deadline for things being better without telling anyone who actually has the power to change things. It helps to tell people what you want. They may, or may not give it to you, but at least you will know you tried. If you don’t feel you can, that’s a whole other problem.

    Don’t underestimate the importance of your manager/tech-lead. Work hard and good things happen is bullshit. The missing bit – have someone who can advocate for you notice. And advocate for you. This is how you get opportunities – projects, promotions. This is the good situation. In the bad situation, beware of people who need to inflict their insecurities on you, especially if they are the people you need on side to get ahead.

    Some Final Thoughts

    A lot of this centres on who your manager is. There are a lot of bad managers in the tech industry, hence the drive to do without them, which just creates a different structure (extensively written about elsewhere, but why not start with this). I think it’s really hard to evaluate your first few managers, and only later can we see what they did well, and what they didn’t do so well. In the end, we can’t expect too much, or much at all – our careers are up to us. If we are lucky we get people who help us make good choices along the way, and if we get really lucky, we find people who also support us when we don’t. These people are not necessarily formally your manager, but they can have a tremendous impact on your career none the less.

    For women and other minorities, it’s even harder – the manager who gaslights a woman, might be the best manager the dudebro on his team ever had. And you know, lucky for the dudebro. Unlucky for the woman. Whilst tech companies look for women in a limited pool, the women I know look for the limited pool of managers that are good for women (or at least will be good for them – not all men who have sponsored a woman are enlightened and educated about sexism, look at Larry Summers and Sheryl Sandberg) – and it can be hard to tell whether that particular manager has no women on their team because it just happened that way (maybe they work on very low level stuff, where women fall even below the 15% graduation rate) or if there is a reason for that. You can’t always know – but find out if you can. It’s easy to talk good game, but actually given that people who think they are meritocratic exhibit higher levels of cognitive bias, maybe talking good game should worry us more.

    In the end, I can’t tell you anything about finding a good manager. I’ve got lucky, and I’ve got unlucky, and if at some point if I figure it out, I’ll let you know. The only thing that I know is that statistically, men whose wives have jobs treat their female colleagues better. So if you’re a woman, prefer the male manager whose wife has a job (if they are in a male dominated field, all the better). Otherwise, here is a handy list (associated article) – as a metric, the more of these that make you laugh in relation to your manager… the more you need that Plan B.

  • How To Be More Adventurous

    How To Be More Adventurous

    Credit: flickr / a4gpa

    I love that my How I Learned To Love Solo Travel post is still going on Medium and had something of a bounce again recently. And I guess it had to happen, finally someone points out that I wasn’t really being that adventurous.

    Fair enough, although I’m not interested in any man’s thoughts on the precautions I, or any other woman, take for our physical safety, or for our feelings about our physical safety. I have been sexually assaulted. Even aside from that, the statics show that precautions and concerns around physical safety are more than reasonable.

    Mainly, I felt it missed the point. Sure – I’ve not taken a trip to a desert to survive on my wits whilst sleeping in a yurt or some such, but I think that is why the article resonated with people. It’s about making new experiences more accessible. Sure, going for dinner in a highly recommended restaurant in another western country isn’t the most adventurous thing, but it beats ordering the usual from your local takeout place.

    The coolest thing resulting from that article – someone told me that having read it, he’d booked a weekend away by himself, and he’d had a great time.

    So, how do you become more adventurous? You open yourself up to new experiences on a regular basis, and over time you’ll broaden your horizons, and expand your comfort zone. Or, you can leap wildly outside your boundaries, go do something extreme, go somewhere extreme. The barrier to the second option is higher, and harder to get over. Power to those adventures – I’ve had them, they were cool – but I refuse to accept that is the only way. Personally, I think anything can be an adventure – if you approach it in the spirit of discovery, embrace the uncertainty, and enjoy the unexpected.

  • On Burnout

    On Burnout

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    Credit: flickr / Tim Williams

    I am so burnt out right now. There’s a long list of reasons for that, but a lot of it is just the industry and how women are treated – as one of my friends put it “dudes are just a trigger warning for you at this point”. And this is exacerbated by not feeling that I’ve been doing anything meaningful, and I’ve just been questioning a number of things, including where I live.

    So I’ve been concocting a plan – come December 2nd, I will be based in London. And October and November are devoted to Adventures. First the Grace Hopper Conference (which was awesome), and then California for an internal leadership course, and as of today… officially non-work-related-adventures.

    I’m going to relax in Bali, roam around Barcelona, catch up with friends in Kitchener-Waterloo, see the Northern Lights in Reykjavik, and look for some kind of inner peace on a yoga retreat in Faro (Portugal).

    Shorter explanations:

    “I’m exploring my alternate career as a travel blogger”

    “I’m an international fuckwit of no fixed address”

    What do I hope to get out of this?

    First up, I just need a break, a chance to reconnect with what I think is important. There’s a freedom that comes from not having to answer to anyone, and weekends and short breaks have not been long enough for me to really connect with and hold onto that.

    Secondly, I need to remind myself why I love to make things. This means more time to make things for fun, learn the things that I want to learn just because they are interesting, rather than because they’ll help my career or team or whatever.

    Thirdly, I want some distance from this industry, and the appalling treatment of women within it. Every week I encounter new pieces of data, and new stories, and they are not abstract to me, this is the world I live in. I’m hoping a break from this world will help me not connect with these stories and data as much for a while.

    Finally, this is my time to explore what I would do if I wasn’t afraid.

  • The One With the High School Bully

    The One With the High School Bully

    ugly bettyCurrently in the gym (and on planes) I’m re-watching Ugly Betty (Amazon), and I’m up to Season 3. I watched it originally as it was shown, but that was over 6 years ago now. Still, I think it’s a great show. Often passes the Bechdel test.

    Today was the episode where Betty is faced with her high school bully, helps her, and then (of course) gets trodden on.

    It contained a display of White Male Privilege from her boss, where he says “it’s only a title”, this, from the man who has been squabbling over a title since the start of season 1.

    But the most interesting bit – spoiler alert – made me think about triggers. The traumatising event from high-school is recreated, and Betty loses the ability to think rationally. She panics.

    Thinking about it afterwards, I realised, this episode was about the way bullies take the ability to be rational from their victim. Betty is a nice person, but she is torn about helping the person who bullied her (and her father!) – understandably. She makes herself do it, but is always looking over her shoulder, bracing herself, waiting for them to mistreat her, again. Reminded of the traumatising experience, she panics.

    I don’t watch horror movies, but I’m told that when watching them you think “Don’t go alone into the dark forest” or whatever stupid thing people happen to be doing. Watching this, I kept wondering, why not just say, “Hey, you made my high school experience miserable and I’m not comfortable helping you now.”

    But I think, Betty wanted to think she could rise above that experience in high school, that it didn’t define her. And she has, and it doesn’t. But it does define her relationship with the bully. And that might not be ideal… but it’s definitely understandable.

     

  • I’m Leaving Sydney!

    I’m Leaving Sydney!

    Harbour Bridge

    From December, I’ll be based in London instead. Very sad to leave my friends and this city – which I still think is the most beautiful city on earth, but looking forward to the new team and being closer to my family (and, to be honest, everything. Sydney is amazing, but remote).

    October, I’ll be in the US for Grace Hopper(!) and an internal training course, relaxing in Bali, and heading back to the UK.

    November, I’ll be heading to Barcelona, Kitchener-Waterloo (Canada), Iceland, and Portugal.

    Very excited for a break.

  • Highs and Lows

    Highs and Lows

    Credit: SanTheWalkingDisease / DeviantArt
    Credit: SanTheWalkingDisease / DeviantArt

    I said goodbye to someone special recently, and after a long walk and brunch with a friend, I threw myself a little pity-party. I bought myself flowers and two delicious artisan cupcakes from a farmers market, and blew my $100/month Amazon budget on novels, one of which I devoured whole.

    Basically it was, “I’m going to be miserable today, let’s do it right.”

    I find there’s nothing like a long walk for perspective and I thought about and I kept telling myself that joy and misery are two sides of the same coin. I’m miserable now, because of all the happy moments we shared. They were worth it, I think. Given time, I’ll know so.

    That is the thing about loving someone – they get the power to make or ruin your day. Hopefully the person you love uses that power well, and you use that power well, but sometimes it might just be things neither of you can control.

    Really, the same can be said of anything. But especially, work. Being passionate about what you do, means you will sometimes be really stressed out/upset/angry about it.

    I know that is true for me. But lately, I’ve been too stressed out by it. And so I tried to give myself some perspective with this mantra I repeated to myself.

    I not building rockets. I’m not curing cancer. I’m just building apps.

    Which kind of worked. Well, it made me less stressed about work, but shortly after more stressed in another way.

    I’m just building apps? What am I doing with my life?

    This actually prompted me to think more deeply about what it is that I am doing with my life, where my priorities lie, what my values are. What would I do, if I wasn’t afraid?

    Turns out, I’m still too afraid to post the answer to that.

    But, what I did do – was pack away all my work-branded clothing, hoping that it would help me actualise more as an independent entity rather than defining myself so much by what I do, and where I do it.

    Two weeks on, it’s helping. I was going to cheat and put my flowers in the branded water bottle I have previously used as a vase, figuring it wasn’t like I was wearing them but then I found a plastic jug instead.

    And, pity party over, I’m still sad… but I’m rejoining the world.

  • Sydney, One Year On

    Sydney, One Year On

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    I’ve been thinking a lot lately about when I decided to move to Sydney. The two week period in which I changed my mind every day – multiple times a day, even. I cried every day. It was a difficult decision, where to go, and it was hard to live a place that I loved, even whilst I knew it was not a forever-place.

    It was, in a number of ways, a short-term decision. I thought the other option might be a better career move for me, long term, but didn’t address an immediate and pressing thing that I just knew was too important to me not to resolve soon.

    And so I figured, come for a year, and see.

    And as the end of that year approached… I kept thinking about why I decided to come here, what would make me stay.

    I wanted the city-girl life, which I have had and is everything I hoped it would be. The apartment where from the roof of the building I can see the Opera House, and the Harbour bridge. Lots of (girl)friends, evenings out and about. Something cultural pretty much every week – either an art gallery, or the theatre.

    Sydney, from when I first saw it, and still, has seemed to me the most beautiful city in the world. But, it is expensive – rent is astronomical, and being so remote so are flights. It’s far from my family. It’s far from anywhere, really, even other parts of Australia.

    I’m still single, and I’ve found dating as an expat is hard, especially in the second country. The option of leaving is clearly there, and whether or not I allow myself to consider them, the questions “could this tip the balance that I would stay?” “would you come with me?” come to mind.

    The biggest thing that has made me think about leaving, though, is feeling burnt out on this industry. On occasion, I walk home in tears thinking about quitting my job, running away to live up a mountain, I also find myself considering the fact that I am on a visa. If I took that off the table, would it be easier to cope with those moments? My friend was talking to me about startups, and I explain, my job is the only stable thing in my life. But, what if it wasn’t? What would that change?

    There are a lot of things necessary for expat-life that I am good at – making myself feel at home somewhere new. Accepting things as they are, and not how they are in other places. And others I am terrible at – like forms and bureaucracy – this is why I don’t have a driving license right now.

    I’m so glad I came here, though. I’m so glad I had this experience, saw these places, met the many amazing people who have come to be my friends. I always want to choose the bigger, more interesting life, even though that is not the easier one.

  • Hong Kong, July 2013

    Hong Kong, July 2013

    I hadn’t been to Hong Kong since 2007, so I was keen to revisit on my way to North Korea. Last time I was spoiled by friends and colleagues of my dad, and had friends there – I remember delicious food, seeing the Peak, Disneyland, the Science Museum (where I discovered my driving was very fuel-efficient), and shopping with a Legendary Shopper. This time I planned on a more anti-social experience, getting in some quality Cate-Time before going on a tour where I would be with other people 24/7!

    I stayed at The Mira. It’s a lovely hotel – luxurious and hip, but not in a intimidating way. I felt pretty ambivalent about the afternoon tea there, but the breakfast was great (apart from some poorly labelled sesame – peanut sauce), and the other hotel bars were good for snacks. It’s close to a mall so I ate across the road at the Yunyan Sichuan Restaurant one evening – I wasn’t a fan of the main I ordered, but the vegetables and desert were nice. I used the hotel car service to get to and from the airport, it was comfortable and low stress after a long flight! Best thing about The Mira was the spa area – the pool is beautiful, great for a swim after a long day. I did that two evenings, and it was so relaxing. Little warm for serious lap swimming, but for 40 lengths or so it was fine. The spa was amazing, I got a lovely body wrap and massage which left me feeling blissed out. Incredible 30% off deals at the spa right now, too. Highly recommend.

    Sunday I was aiming to stay outside all day to beat jetlag, so I headed to the Chi Lin Nunnery. I was hoping to walk there (about an hour), but after getting trapped on the wrong side of a highway and lost in a mall, I gave up and took a cab! Once I got there, it was incredibly beautiful and peaceful. The soothing sound of chanting, I don’t think a recording, although I couldn’t figure out where it came from. They have lots of statues of holy things, which you mostly aren’t allowed to photo, but you can kneel in front of and zen out. I’m not religious, or even spiritual, but it’s a nice environment to contemplate things. I peered inside one to see an office with a computer – a little bit of technology in something otherwise old and timeless.

    Then I went to the Kowloon Walled City, stopping off en-route for a delicious BBQ pork bun (I love love love BBQ pork buns) which I ate in a nearby park – relaxing moment, one of those that I try and mentally capture, because travelling alone can be hard. The Walled City has an interesting history as an ungoverned settlement, and it’s also really pretty to walk around. After chilling out for a while, I headed to the Temple Street Night Market to see if I had remembered how to bargain! I hadn’t, so I overpaid for some pretty things, but not horribly, and I managed to get a cellphone case and screen protector for my new Nexus 4 – something I had been unable to find in Australia! So that was good. And the usual bracelets, including something that was claimed to be Pink Jade – I’m not sure about that, but I am sure it is super-pretty. And faux-Toms, with Canadian flags on them. Seems wrong to buy faux-Toms, but… Canadian flags! That is awesome.

    Day two (Monday) I went to be cultural, starting with the Hong Kong Museum of Art. Lots of beautiful art, and I really enjoyed the modern section. There was something called The Eden, which featured simulated “people” walking around, meeting, and reproducing, starting with Adam and Eve, and eventually dying out. I found it gripping! I’d had an idea for a digital ecosystem like that for so long now, but I haven’t made it because I don’t have all the variables figured out – that made me realise that it doesn’t need to be perfect to be compelling.

    After lunch at Din Tai Fung and a wonder through a park, I headed to the Hong Kong Space Museum. This was aimed at kids, but I still found bits of it really cool – like the section on manufacturing in space! Space chemistry! Apparently you can make things in Space that you can’t make on earth, because they will have different properties, so the international space station will have manufacturing on it. I had no idea about this! Fascinating! And there was a model space ship that you could wonder around, and details on Astronaut suits – how they keep astronauts warm, and safe. They had things that you could play with, including a gyroscope thing (lame), and some more exciting ones, a flight simulator, a low gravity simulator, and another one that I couldn’t see properly as I wasn’t willing to queue.

    I bought a ticket that would get me into 7 museums for $30 HKD, but probably would have been better to just pay per museum, as many of them were closed on Tuesday and I only saw those two. I finished the day with a wonder along the Avenue of Stars (beautiful views), and the Star Ferry at sunset – which was spectacular.

    Day 3 (Monday) didn’t get off to the greatest start, with the sesame/peanut sauce. Then I took a cab over to the tram that would take me up to Peak, and the cabbie had hacked his meter to rip off tourists. I argued with him, but eventually decided to pay the extra 165 HKD (just under 25 AUD) rather than risk it. I later spoke to the hotel though and showed them the (fake) receipt he had given me and they – I found this really impressive – tracked him down using the security cameras, and reported him! The view from the Peak was pretty incredible though, and I had the most delicious BBQ pork buns of my trip whilst looking over all of Hong Kong. The restaurant was a tad over-priced, but worth it for the view. Then I walked down from the Peak (painful, it’s a steep hill and was raining) but took a route through the botanical gardens, which are beautiful, had dinner at a restaurant Fourquare recommended (food was pretty good).

    By this point I was totally done in! So I spent my final day chilling out – leisurely hotel breakfast (no peanuts this time), serious spa time (amazing), and in plenty of time for my flight at the airport. My flight was delayed, so I got to try two of the Star Alliance lounges. The Singapore Airlines one has delicious food (Häagen-Dazs!) but no bathrooms. United has less good food but clean bathrooms, and toothbrushes.

    I wan’t entirely sure how much I’d enjoy HK by myself, but it was actually great. There were a couple of times that I would have preferred to be with someone (like when the cabbie was being a jerk!) but eating dinner out alone wasn’t as scary as I remembered it being in China, and I found plenty to do. Someday I’ll go back with someone, eat on the dim sum boat again, stay at the Intercontinental and chill out by the Infinity Pool, and take afternoon tea at the Penninsula… but there’s plenty to do otherwise. Worth a visit – but I say that about pretty much everywhere!

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  • How I Learned To Love Solo-Travel

    How I Learned To Love Solo-Travel

    Danbo underneath an exploding bubble!
    Credit: flickr / Christopher Bowley

    I didn’t travel anywhere by myself until I was 22. And then I spent a year as an international hobo. It was scary to set off by myself, but I met people everywhere I went – some who I’m still in touch with, and some who were only in my life for a short time.

    And now, I travel alone all the time. For work, and for pleasure. There is too much I want to do and see to wait for the perfect travel buddy, and it turns out that often when I’ve just decided I’m going, someone is happy to come with. I’ve discovered that being willing to go alone means that sometimes you don’t have to.

    But it can still be hard – one morning in Hong Kong recently I ate some poorly labelled peanut sauce, had an allergic reaction, and then got ripped off by a corrupt cabbie. That was definitely a day I wished I was with someone else!

    Anyway, here are some things I do to make it easier to go alone. This definitely is not tips for budget travel! I don’t do that at the best of times, and certainly not when I’m alone. It’s stressful enough.

    • Embrace Introvert Time. I’m an ambivert, which means that I need to keep my social time and solo time in balance. Experimentation has let me know that 3-4 days of not speaking to anyone is fine, but I probably couldn’t cope with more than that. So if I go for 2 weeks, I break it up into social sections (places where I know people) and solo sections. If it’s a short trip, or I’m starting with solo-time, then I’ll people myself out before my departure by going out every night. That way, when I arrive at my destination I’m due some alone time and happy to embrace it!
    • Always Have Data. I have very little sense of direction, but that’s OK, because I have a ridiculous number of cellphones (being a mobile dev) and so the first thing I do on arrival is acquire a SIM card (or, in Tokyo, it was a portable wifi device). This can seem overpriced, but I’m happy to pay ~$40 for a few days – I know that it allows me to be more adventurous with where I eat (recommendations and foursquare), and take fewer cabs (maps means I don’t get too lost and cab it home because I’m too exhausted to figure out another way). It also makes me feel safer – if I’m in a cab alone, I can track the route they are taking and make sure it’s not out of my way.
    • Stay Somewhere Comfortable. Other solo-travellers swear by hostels as a way to meet people, but I’m not sold on the idea. My experience of hostels are that they are uncomfortable and feel unsafe – and I’ve never stayed in one alone (that may be skewed by the fact that the last one I stayed at was a converted jail). I want to stay somewhere I can get directions and recommendations from the concierge, relax quietly if I’m feeling overwhelmed, and order room service if I’m sick, or my flight’s delayed and I get in too exhausted to go out and find food. Exploring can be stressful, but sleeping must not be.
    • Start With a Long Walk. I love roaming about cities by myself, plug in some music, set a park as a destination in maps, and go. So that is always what I start with – as a bonus, daylight and exercise are the best things for jetlag! This is not an activity that can easily go wrong – I’ve never not had a great wonder around anywhere I’ve been. Once I’m roamed around for a while, appreciated the aesthetics, I’m much more relaxed and feel more orientated to explore other things.
    • Maximize Alone Activities. Things I love to do alone: read, walk, museums/art galleries, spa-time. Things I’m OK doing alone: eating lunch with a book, shopping. Things I find doing alone stressful: eating dinner (esp at the weekend), going to the movies/theatre. So the more things I pick from the first category, the happier I’ll be and the less I’ll miss having company.
    • Minimize and Space “Prefer Company” Activities. I went to a show alone when I was in Prague – this was an achievement for me! But it has to be something that I really want to do, and one show in 3 days was probably as much as I was going to enjoy. I tend to skip dinner, or eat at weird times, especially at the weekend, which makes it easier for me to eat out alone. Sometimes I practise doing things I don’t really like to do alone whilst at home – like going to a restaurant I’ve been meaning to try by myself, or going for brunch to my favourite place alone. Maybe someday I’ll go to the movies alone!
    • Stick With Status. I have status on Star Alliance, and I stick to flying with them, especially when I’m alone. Lounge access when a flight is delayed and I’m exhausted is really handy. Some places will allow you to leave a bag at the reception rather than carting all your belongings to the bathroom, which makes it easier. The chairs are more comfortable, there are snacks, and I don’t feel I need to be as paranoid about continually watching my stuff – I can relax with a book, or even take a nap. This might seem a little diva-ey, and depends on flight lengths and times etc, but when I was stuck in Singapore Airport from 3-7am, I was really glad to be somewhere that was a bit more comfortable and (I feel, perhaps irrationally), safe.
    • Mid-Week Is Better. People are more social at weekends, and restaurants are less keen to have a table for one. There are more couples about – maybe not what you want to see if you’re travelling alone because you just had a breakup. During the week more people travel for work, or are just going about their regular day. Upshot: I’d sooner be somewhere by myself on Wednesday than on Saturday, and where possible I plan my trips accordingly.
    • Morning/Afternoon/Evening – Pick Two. The biggest benefit of travelling alone is never having to wait for anyone. That could be an opportunity to see more stuff, or it could just be space in your day where you chill out. I know my energy levels, and especially given that I spend most of my time walking or standing leaving at 9am and returning in time to go to bed would just be too much. So if I leave early, I’ll aim to return for a bit in the afternoon and chill before I go out in the evening, or I’ll return early and go swimming or something before bed. I’ll linger over lunch and drink more tea, and read. Putting pressure on myself to be on the go for 12+ hours a day will not make me happy.
    • It’s Not the Trip, it’s a Trip. Something I really want to do in Hong Kong – have afternoon tea at the Penninsula. But I didn’t do that this trip, because it’s an experience I want to share with someone. In Copenhagen, I missed out on the downtown theme park – I love fairground rides, but it’s more fun with someone else. I don’t view my solo-trips as trips-of-a-lifetime, or see them as places that I won’t go again. That takes the pressure off, and leaves me free to do what I want to do on that particular trip, not follow some list of “must do” tourist attractions.
    • A Picture Is Like An Instant Postcard. The data plan means I can tweet or email a photo and include people in my trip, in real time. If I see something that reminds me of someone, I send them a picture. If I see something really cool, I tweet it. People usually reply or comment, and I get a little social interaction.
    • Shop For Memories. Arguably the shared memories of a trip are the best thing you bring home when you go with someone, “Do you remember when we took that Tuk Tuk in Bangkok…?” – you don’t have that when you go alone. My strategy is as follows: I almost never shop at “home”, I shop when I travel. So when someone complements me on my top, or my shoes, or my necklace, it has a story: “Thanks! I bought this when I was in…” – my outfits are made up of memories of adventures, and that is kinda cool.
    • Pack Light (But Not Too Light). I want little enough luggage that I can carry it easily, but not so little that I end up being unable to fit stuff in my checked luggage and have too much to carry about the airport. I know people who swear by carry on only, but (especially with status and priority tags) I almost never have to wait any time for my luggage and I don’t have to worry about hand-washing clothes etc.
    • Be OK To Be Scruffy. I lived out of a small holdall for the entire of last July. I did this by packing about 5 of the same outfit and wearing that every day – leggings and a long t-shirt. Not my best outfit, and after that month most of them got relegated to the back of my closet never to be worn again. But, especially when travelling alone, no-one cares what you look like, and you’re probably never going to see the people you meet again anyway. Priority is comfort, and easily packable. Sometimes guys chat me up, but I’m not looking for that, and I think my baseball cap and sneakers keeps them away – good. I’m there for an adventure, not to “fall in love”. Having a break from looking pretty and making an effort is liberating.
    • Savor Small Moments. I had this moment sitting on a bench in a park with an amazing BBQ pork bun in Hong Kong. I felt very peaceful, and just acknowledged it as the kind of moment that I get whilst travelling solo, but not when travelling with people. I felt relaxed, and free to just do whatever the hell appealed to me in that moment.
    • Do Weird Stuff. I spent about 4 hours in the most beautiful graveyard I have ever seen in Copenhagen last year. I walked for nearly 2 hours to see a giant metronome in Prague. These were highlights – for me – from these trips, but I don’t know anyone else who would really have enjoyed them. I love going along with what other people want to do, I see different things than I would have chosen myself, and reassure myself that I don’t live in a filter bubble. When I go places by myself, I do things that seem frankly odd, but so what – it makes me happy!

     

    Summary: solo-travel is  more stressful, but worth it. Managing and reducing the things that you find stressful (different for everyone), and embracing whatever it is that you love doing alone is key to enjoying it.

    It’s better to go alone, than with a bad travel buddy – or not at all!