Travel more often stirs excitement, curiosity and, sometimes, even jealousy. But alas, for some of us, frequent travelers, the word travel is also synonym of separation - be it for a few days or a few months.
I stumbled upon this statue at King's Cross station in London - which is on the international departures floor - and immediately thought of the loved ones I leave behind every time I zip my suitcase and lock the door. Surely I'm not the only one in that situation?
It made me wonder if all these plane tickets, postcard-like photos and passport stamps were worth the loneliness of being a solo traveler, the guilt that pangs every time I see something I know my other half would love as well. In the end, I think it is worth it - after all, the world is such a big place, and we only have one life to live, right?
But that doesn't mean it gets easier to say goodbye, especially when I see a statue that portrays precisely how I feel.
If you're a solo traveler who sometimes long for company, this statue is a must-see.
Or even if you're happy being on your own, the single fact that the statue is 2-floors high is a good enough reason to go!
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I'm a Hufflepuff
This was the meeting point for my friend Newman and I once I arrived in London. I didn’t have a cell phone and his was pretty much useless for phone calls. He was staying near Kings Cross Station, so we settled on meeting here at 10pm on Friday. My flight was scheduled to arrive at Heathrow at 8pm, leaving me with a two-hour window to collect my luggage, purchase a 7-day Travelcard (perfect for long stays), and take the 45-minute tube ride right into London.
We took photos of each other in various embarrassing positions, with a group of Asian kids just as giddy to get their photos with a luggage cart, randomly stuck to a brick wall.
I officially feel like I’m in London. Hurrah!