Has solo travel to Seychelles or any other presumed honeymoon destination ever crossed your mind? The other day I was working on a post for Travelettes about what it means to be a woman when it comes to traveling. I never ventured there before because while I am a woman who travels I really dislike labels. So I don’t write about female travel, I just do my thing and write about it. Same goes for solo travel. Another box right there. Yes, I usually travel on my own. Sometimes with a group, rarely with friends, and after my last boyfriend travel disaster I have stayed clear of that too.
So I guess technically I would need to check the box single solo traveler but the last thing I want to do is describe myself as yet another solo female traveler. If you want to know how to venture out into the world as a woman on your own, there are other blogs who have written extensively about both, so I don’t want to bore you with tips a la ‘take a book to a restaurant’ or ‘take a whistle’ (for that you could just read my book!). I also still harbor some hope that the occasional guy reads this (though my stats tell a different story) and I want to be at least prepared.
The solo travel part, however, is a different thing, because last night I remembered my first solo trip and it got me so excited that I had to share it. For the sake of the story, let’s disregard the fact that by the time this trip came along I had already moved to America twice, back to Germany once, and currently lived in South Africa. But that was all moving, not traveling.
Solo Travel Seychelles
When I just moved to Cape Town I inherited some money and wanted to spend it on something absolute useless or useful, depending on where traveling falls for you. I chose to go to Seychelles for no other reasons than that it looked nice, Seychelles seemed like a safe destination for a solo (girl) trip, and it wasn’t too far from South Africa.
Of course, Seychelles islands are not simply nice, they are stunning and a few of their beaches regularly top the best beaches in the world charts and for good reason. I visited three of its 115 islands and island hopping is the way to go, especially if you are flying solo.
I started on the main island Mahé where I drove around everywhere in a bright red miniature Jeep sort of car that made me feel quite adventurous. I visited Kreol Fleurage, a local perfumery, drove through hills and jungles, and had the best massage at the Banyan Tree (which luckily I got to repeat at their spa in Bangkok a few years later!). Unfortunately, I didn’t stay there, but the beach was one of my favorites and I didn’t even mind paying $9 for an iced coffee because the view it came with was so amazing. And mind you, I still think about the coffee today, so it was definitely worth it. After all, Seychelles holidays are for splurging whether you travel there solo or not.
From Mahé, I went to Praslin to visit the Vallée de Mai with its coco de mer (butt-shaped coconuts) and was super excited to realize that you can just pick up regular coconuts for free on the beaches here. I also realized that opening a coconut is a task not to be underestimated. Solo travel in the Seychelles can have its ups and downs and this was definitely a down – I still feel sorry for the tiles and the coconut.
My final stop was La Digue, a tiny island with no cars and little streetlights. It was my favorite and I think it was here where I fell in love with traveling on my own: I discovered selfies (that was 10 years ago so I was way before my time!) and the art of doing nothing or at least the art of only doing what I wanted. That included lying on the beach for hours re-reading my books, I had brought too few, taking walks in the jungle, and finding a resident restaurant that I ate at every night. The latter wasn’t by choice as it was off-season in Seychelles and many were simply closed, but still, the creature of habit in me was happy. In Seychelles I also went snorkeling for the first time in very warm water with lots of things to see and I think it was then that I fell in love with the underwater world.
All in all, it was the perfect trip and traveling alone made this trip entirely mine. While you can say that I only took tentative baby steps in paradise with my solo travel in Seychelles, it did lay the groundwork of all solo trips to come: knowing that I like my own company.
*This is really not up to my usual selfie standard, but since it was done without iPhone and I am look happy, I thought I should share.*
& if you really want some tips for solo travel in Seychelles (or in any other honeymoon destination for that matter), here you are…
- Don’t worry about Seychelles being a honeymoon destination because you may just get special treatment for you are the poor lonesome person amongst all the happy couples.
- Also, if you ever see someone’s significant other lounging in the shallow water like a mermaid wearing a red speedo while having his picture taken, you start to seriously rethink the concept of marriage. Personally, I had never been so happy to be on my own after witnessing that.
- Don’t get a fresh coconut halfway through a jungle hike in Seychelles because you will be left with the choice of getting a stomach ache from drinking the whole thing too quickly or you will have to carry a damn heavy coconut all by yourself.
- Backpacking in Seychelles is not really a thing at least not when it comes to budget. To make this expensive destination bearable consider traveling here in the off-season and go for self-catering accommodation.
- Are the Seychelles safe? I felt incredibly safe during my stay, even traveling Seychelles alone but remember that in a battle of a tortoise against a coconut, the coconut always wins. In the battle of coconut against floor tiles, the coconut also wins. Buy an opened coconut or bring a hammer and don’t lie under palm trees with coconuts!*
*Those won’t just apply when you do Seychelles solo travel, but I thought they were important to know.