Travelling makes a person vulnerable, or at least a bit weak in the soul, especially when you travel alone. Think about it, in between the commute to the airports, the endless waiting moments and the flight time itself, you are probably looking at six to twelve hours of solitude and reflexion time. This is if you travel somewhere within Europe, I couldn't talk about longer trips as, fortunately, I never have to endure them. Don't get me wrong, I like travelling with my friends, my partner, my famil y... but when I travel alone somehow is different, is more personal, is more intimate, is more and is less at the same time. Does anyone else feel the same? I don't travel every week, but I live abroad, and when you live abroad you end up taking many planes and trains. I no longer get nervous about my bags, my boarding pass or where things are located. I think you can spot us, the expats, with the blink of an eye. We have developped routines, we travel with a rucksack, not a w...