5 Things I Learned From Solo Travelling In Italy

Italy on a whim seemed like a good idea post exams, so I packed my bags and took a flight out to Rome. Here’s 5 things I learned from solo travelling.

Rome city

1. Ciao with confidence because the locals will love you

Simply purchase ‘How to learn Italian in 30 days’ from your nearest Dymocks retailer, I’m joking forget about it.  I don’t like Lonely Planet guides either. Maybe that’s how I ended up in a Cathedral listening to a free concert.

Cathedral in Italy

The best strategy is to learn the basics but remember quality over quantity for your newfound vocabulary. Perfect your pronunciation and be confident in your delivery. In some parts of Rome where tourists reign supreme, the locals very much appreciated my effort to speak their language. I tried and the number of occasions Italians actually thought I could speak Italian was impressive, even if I ran out of words and resorted to English. Here’s a short excerpt:

ME: BONJOURNO, CIAO (confidently)

Smiles*

WAITER: rattles off something in Italian

ME: ughhhh Sorry, that’s all the Italian I know do you know any new words I can add to my vocab? English?

Both laugh nervously*

Other benefits of attempting the local language include getting better tourist treatment and free wine which is always a plus.

Amalfi Coast Italy

Italy for the solo traveller

Capri in Italy for the solo traveller

On a boat

2. Don’t loose your shit

I didn’t think it was possible but somehow two separate air carriers managed to loose my bags on two separate occasions. Being in a foreign country without any luggage isn’t fun and airlines are often sorry not sorry. The most important thing is that when plans turn haywire staying calm and composed is paramount. Don’t waste time arguing with the taxi driver, worrying about airlines loosing your baggage or fighting with the waiter over paying that exorbitant tip. Just go with the flow. If things really go bad, buy a new pair of shoes.

Shoes

3. Look where locals dine and party

Food and culture go hand in hand but if you want to find the hidden gems, be observant and look where the locals dine and party. No need to stalk them, try asking the receptionist and make sure you specify that you’re after an off the beaten track experience. I always indulge in the novel opportunity to hunt for local produce in the grocery store or open air market. The best produce is there and it’s usually super cheap and cheerful.

Rome breakfast in Italy

Rome breakfast in Italy

4. Forget about the perfect shot

Unless maintaining your Instagram following is critical to paying your rent or mortgage, it’s not a bad idea to disconnect from social media when you’re travelling. Yes we all like to gloat when we’re on holidays (even me) but at times it felt more valuable to have all my five senses capture the moment. It’s amazing what lengths people will go through to get the ‘perfect shot’, I mean do you really want to take twenty something shots of your best friend jumping off a boat into the Mediterranean Sea? I would be charging 2 Euros or 1 standard drink per frame however personally I prefer to substitute my camera for my travel journal and a pen when things look interesting or beautiful. Rare and precious moments should be scribed.

More flowers solo travelling

Pretty flowers I saw when I was solo travelling

Gardens I saw when I was solo travelling

solo travelling in the amalfi coast

5. It’s just emotions taking me over

My biggest learning I had whilst solo travelling was that although Italy is a country so opulent with culture, food, language, art, history and hand gestures we actually have more in common than we believe. It’s easy to think that when you land in a new country this equals new and shiny things. The reality is we all live and breathe the same joys and sorrows and thus it would seem the human condition is a remarkable thing after all (tears*).

During one of my many endeavours to attain gelato post dinner, the cutest little Italian girl was screaming her guts off because she wanted two scoops of gelato instead of one. Classic. Of course the entire sequence of dialogue occurred in Italian but is testament that something’s never really change about us.

Solo travelling in Sardinia

Have you learned anything from solo travelling recently?

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