How To Travel As A Couple: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

Okay so here’s the thing, I’ve never really done ‘couple’s travel’ superbly well. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t love to travel as a couple, in fact I really relish the relationship-strengthening experiences travelling as a duo can provide, but because I’ve travelled solo countless times in the past, I’ve kind-of-sort-of developed a camaraderie with… me, myself and I. And that, my dear Wayfarers, has been damn hard to break!
After years of holidaying independently you understand your true ‘travelling self’ – that is – the way you like to experience a culture or destination. When you’re going it alone travel becomes an inherently private experience as you tend to dive head first into the cultural swimming pool of another country because, quite simply, it’s your only option. You don’t have another person to filter your experiences or to be used as a social-crutch.
On top of this, when you travel alone you settle-into a sort of glorified personal travel routine; you know whether you’re a tourist or a traveller; a gourmet-explorer or a happy-snapper; a sleep-in-and-party-late kind of adventure-seeker or a jog-the-Parisian-streets-at-dawn kind of dude. When we make a habit of travelling alone we ultimately become besties with that somewhat-selfishly nuanced travel routine.
You kind of get it all down to a fine art and then BAM, you’re suddenly back off the beaten path but with someone else in tow! And by golly what if they aren’t the same type of traveller as you? What if they don’t want to sit on milk-crates tasting unidentified flying objects from street carts, or tempt Hepatitis B from waterfalls in Cambodia, or worse, what if… instead of staying in unique design hotels they want to stay at a Marriott? A Marriott? Puh-lease!
Now, I’ve had my fair share of shall we say ‘interesting’ couples travel experiences over the years. From the familiar overtired airport bust-ups to arguments over who gets the window seat to the more experientially detrimental things like disagreeing on whether you should go to a family-feast being thrown in your honour by locals you met just that very day, because one half of your duo was, wait for it, worried about the language barrier.
While I can’t help you with these fundamental differences (if you want to mingle with the locals and they don’t, just ditch them), what I can offer (with Google’s help of course) is how to travel in a duo without A – wanting to maim each other, and B – actually allowing your individual ‘traveling self’ to gain the most from your dual trip. Because sharing another culture with someone else can actually be a really awesome and rewarding experience, if done properly.
After years of holidaying independently you understand your true ‘travelling self’ – that is – the way you like to experience a culture or destination. When you’re going it alone travel becomes an inherently private experience as you tend to dive head first into the cultural swimming pool of another country because, quite simply, it’s your only option. You don’t have another person to filter your experiences or to be used as a social-crutch.
On top of this, when you travel alone you settle-into a sort of glorified personal travel routine; you know whether you’re a tourist or a traveller; a gourmet-explorer or a happy-snapper; a sleep-in-and-party-late kind of adventure-seeker or a jog-the-Parisian-streets-at-dawn kind of dude. When we make a habit of travelling alone we ultimately become besties with that somewhat-selfishly nuanced travel routine.
You kind of get it all down to a fine art and then BAM, you’re suddenly back off the beaten path but with someone else in tow! And by golly what if they aren’t the same type of traveller as you? What if they don’t want to sit on milk-crates tasting unidentified flying objects from street carts, or tempt Hepatitis B from waterfalls in Cambodia, or worse, what if… instead of staying in unique design hotels they want to stay at a Marriott? A Marriott? Puh-lease!
Now, I’ve had my fair share of shall we say ‘interesting’ couples travel experiences over the years. From the familiar overtired airport bust-ups to arguments over who gets the window seat to the more experientially detrimental things like disagreeing on whether you should go to a family-feast being thrown in your honour by locals you met just that very day, because one half of your duo was, wait for it, worried about the language barrier.
While I can’t help you with these fundamental differences (if you want to mingle with the locals and they don’t, just ditch them), what I can offer (with Google’s help of course) is how to travel in a duo without A – wanting to maim each other, and B – actually allowing your individual ‘traveling self’ to gain the most from your dual trip. Because sharing another culture with someone else can actually be a really awesome and rewarding experience, if done properly.
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