Have you heard the Buddhist parable of heaven and hell? The tale goes that in hell all the tortured souls sit at tables heaving with delectable food which they can enjoy to their heart’s content without ever getting full.
It doesn’t sound too bad until you learn the only rule - they must eat everything with metre-long spoons, which of course makes it impossible for them to feast on a single morsel.
In heaven, there is the same table, the same food, and the same rule, but the difference is the people have learned to feed each other.
Here I explain why I believe finding the right people with which to share your travel experiences can make the difference between a heavenly and a hellish trip - and how this really does go double when you’re travelling solo.