Why being alone is (one of) my favourite place(s) to be.

A few years ago I went on a tall ships trip from Boston, Lincs, to London.
It was amazing.
I previously hadn’t met any of the other guides on the trip, but we soon made friends and were acting like we’d known each other for ages. I was the youngest on the trip and had been worried about fitting in, but it was fine.
So, as part of the week, we sailed the beautiful STS Lord Nelson to Scheveningham in Holland. This meant sailing across the North Sea, notorious for its rough seas. Well I don’t know what all the fuss is about, we sailed across with very few bumps.