I used to be nervous about travelling by myself as well. And then I started taking little road trips just to get away from things. Really little: 30 minutes, give or take. And I did a lot of travelling with just one or two people: from college, to college, to cities that were an hour or two away. I eventually got the courage to go on longer trips by myself. It’s an amazing experience. Before I moved back to the East Coast and had my kids, I drove from Texas to Wyoming. Alone. I was gone for something like two weeks. Words cannot describe how wonderful that trip was.

But I always do some pre-planning and have some basics in my car with me. I always have a road atlas in my car and look at my planned route before leaving home. If it’s a long trip, I get my oil changed and check my tires. I carry snacks (sometimes a whole meal) and water, even when I’m running errands. It’s good to have a gas can, a spare tire, a cell phone, some blankets, and extra clothes. And so on. Even if I don’t use everything, I feel better knowing I’m prepared.

Anyway, travelling alone is so worth it.