Confessions of an Introverted Traveler

by Dave on July 14, 2010 · 25 comments

A few years ago, back when I was working in an office with too little natural light, I had a memorable conversation with my company’s HR person. It had to do with the way different people cultivate their personal energy. Her message was simple, and I’ve respected it ever since.

Extroverts gain their energy from being with other people, and likely feel something is missing during times when they’re alone. Natural introverts, such as myself, gain their energy in the absence of other people, and then proceed to expend it while attending social events or hanging out with friends/partners.

As a result of that conversation, I learned to allow myself time alone without feeling guilty about it.  It can be a slippery slope, however, as I’ve used this concept in the past to be anti-social at times (especially in the year running up to my RTW trip).

Entrance to Hostal San Blas in Getsemani.

Entrance to Hostal San Blas in Getsemani.

Upon arriving in Cartagena, I visited several hostels in search of one with the best price for a private room.  In the past, when given the choice between a sub-$10 dorm bed, and a private room, I’d choose the dorm bed 99% of the time.  I might spend my money on good restaurant meals while traveling, however I was always willing to take a cheap bed in an effort to balance out such pleasures.

My priorities were clearly different on this trip.

I’d flown to Colombia 36 hours after a long weekend of hardcore networking and socializing at TBEX.  It was immensely fun, though draining.

I was as excited to feel a sense of independence again, as I was to visit Cartagena.

In 2009, I spent the first half of the year couchsurfing in Europe, living in a party hostel in Medellin, and sharing a 3-bedroom apartment in Envigado.  Returning home to the USA, I lived with my parents for 11 months.  Trips to Los Angeles and New York City involved staying as a guest with someone, and Rwanda was a whirlwind of overnight flights and hotel rooms, albeit comfortable ones.

Room 201 at Hotel Villa Colonial

Room 201 at Hotel Villa Colonial

Cartagena became my chance to decompress not just from the socializing at TBEX, I realized, but from more than a year of being dependent on others for a roof over my head.

I’m grateful for those who’ve hosted me (in particular my parents!), but I’ve missed the feeling of having my own space, no matter how small or minimally decorated.

So after staying in two hostels with noisy common areas (in the form of open-air courtyards), I settled into room 201 at the Hotel Villa Colonial.  All of the rooms featured fans, air-conditioning, cable TV, free Wi-Fi, and private bathrooms, however it was Villa Colonial’s small balcony that turned room 201 into a makeshift apartment to me.

Ironically, it’s the balcony that makes the room far noisier then the ones at the other two hostels combined.

View from my balcony at Villa Colonial.

View from my balcony at Villa Colonial.

Every morning, I awake to the sounds of men walking along the street below, shouting “pescado, pescado” (fish) or a variety of fresh fruits, “mango, papaya!”

I brush the sleep from my eyes, turn the fan up a notch, and unlock the balcony doors.  Swinging them open, my corner room is flooded with fresh air, sunlight, and the sounds of life in the neighborhood.  In the afternoons, vallenato music reverberates from a bar down the narrow street.

Dogs bark, residents chat, teenagers practice their skateboard tricks, and every Sunday night is an impromptu block party as people hang out in the streets, drinking beers and enjoying the remnants of their weekend before going back to school or work the next day.

The inner streets of Getsemani aren’t as clean and pretty as old Cartagena; there are homeless people laying out, drug-dealing prostitutes on one corner in the evenings, and some scrawny looking dogs and cats, however I’ve yet to feel threatened.  There is a police presence once the sun goes down, and the density of hostels in such a small radius means the locals are use to foreigners, and vice versa.

All of the hostels in Getsemani feature interior courtyards like this one at Hotel Villa Colonial.

All of the hostels in Getsemani feature interior courtyards like this one at Hotel Villa Colonial.

In my prior travels, I would always look for hostels with social common areas in order to meet other travelers.

After two weeks in my private room, I’m hooked on the ability to casually observe local life via the sounds of the street below, while writing, tweeting, watching World Cup matches from bed, and generally enjoying my own thoughts and company.

At times, I’ve felt self-indulgent or lazy.  Shouldn’t I be out exploring?  Going to the beautiful Playa Blanca (beach) via boat, or slathering myself in mud at a nearby volcano?  I’m not a guidebook writer, nor am I “on assignment” for someone else, so the answer I’ve come up with is a resounding “no.”

And to me, therein lies the beauty and freedom afforded to travel bloggers.


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Cristobal July 14, 2010 at 6:49 pm

Keep doing what makes the most sense to you. When that changes, so will your situation.


Julie Broadbent July 14, 2010 at 8:02 pm

Can I admit this brought tears to my eyes? (Ok – yes I'm having PMS. But still…) This is my dream. I'm glad you're living it and I'm grateful you're writing about it. I'll be there some day.


Dave July 14, 2010 at 8:04 pm

Cristobal – great advice! I sometimes forget to trust my gut, even though it's been steering me well the last few years.


Globetrooper Lauren July 14, 2010 at 8:40 pm

Thanks for bringing my sanity back Dave! I'm an introvert at heart as well, but don't want to be. I would prefer to be energised through other people, but know that it's just not the case no matter how hard I try. My alone time is my rejuvenation, but it's hard to admit it. I'm glad I'm not the only one :)


Dave July 14, 2010 at 9:48 pm

Yes, you can, but now you're making me emotional too! ;)

Stick with pursuing your dreams and I'm sure you'll be writing posts like this soon enough!


Dave July 14, 2010 at 9:51 pm

You're welcome Lauren!

And with the advent of social media and Twitter, while I might be physically alone much of the time right now, I have a half dozen different ways to connect with friends around the world….from my phone alone! (it feels like a halfway point to being social in the “real world”)


ShannonOD July 15, 2010 at 1:32 am

I know exactly what you mean about living under another's roof – I am so grateful to friends and family for providing me a space but it comes a time when I start getting antsy and want my own space! :-) Hoping that you find that quickly in Medellin :-)


Christine Gilbert July 15, 2010 at 3:32 am


I'm so stealing that room this weekend…. literally. I hope no one gets there before me! I call dibs! Can I play the baby card? That place looks sweet, especially after two weeks in the chilly Bogota weather.


Michael Hodson September 11, 2010 at 3:56 pm

Did you end up getting it Christine?? I’m likely going to try to get it myself this week. Seems like we might make it the travel bloggers haven. ;)


travelingsavage July 15, 2010 at 4:14 am

I also live by those definitions of introvert and extrovert, and I most definitely fall into the introvert camp. Happy to hear you've got a situation that works for you. Looks wonderful.


antonia July 15, 2010 at 4:48 am

I've heard that extrovert/introvert definition too, and it makes a lot of sense to me. I belong in the introvert box. Give me sufficient personal space & time and I'm happy as pie to be social, but if I'm drained, forget it! Especially when traveling.


Sophia July 15, 2010 at 3:58 pm

Boy, can I relate! I love waking up alone in a new place and hearing (and smelling) it at my own slow, quiet pace.

I've actually written on the same subject…


Rtd10400 July 15, 2010 at 3:59 pm

One of mine and my wife's favorite movies is “Romancing the Stone” which has the famous line of “Is this the bus to Cartegena?” so when I recently visited your site, I was thrilled to see you were in Cartegena. We worked together back at CareerBuilder and now I'm working at DeVry University. I love looking out of my cube window on the street below in Crystal City and witnessing the street life like you do. I think you have a much more interesting population to observe than I.

Rob DiBlasi


Dave July 15, 2010 at 4:15 pm

Are you coming to Cartagena tomorrow!? I was thinking of staying another week. :)

But there is a second room right next door that also has a balcony.


Dave July 15, 2010 at 4:20 pm

Sophia, thanks for sharing your World Hum articles. Didn't realize you'd nabbed the Confessions blog title earlier this year! Very eloquently written, and of course I can relate. :)


Dave July 15, 2010 at 4:21 pm

Hey Rob, great to hear from you. Romancing the Stone was a favorite movie of mine too (along with Jewel of the Nile).


Frank July 15, 2010 at 9:51 pm

Good one Dave,
Really enjoyed the tempo of this post – looks a great place

Reply July 18, 2010 at 9:28 pm

wow! I love your mornings in Room 201!!!


Dustin Main July 19, 2010 at 8:07 am

I think overall, being an introvert is probably a widely held trait among travel bloggers.

Nick recently posted an article called “The Introvert Challenge” which fits along side this.


Dave July 19, 2010 at 2:55 pm

Hey Dustin, yea I think blogging in general lends itself well to people who are introverted by nature.


Kirsty July 31, 2010 at 12:40 pm

Hey Dave,

Nice post! I did the same thing when I was in Durban. After three weeks of travelling with two friends constantly at my side, I was ready for some alone time to get work done and do a bit of decompressing. I loved travelling with my buddies but I also love 'me' time, so it was a good balance to do a bit of both.

I found myself hibernating a lot of the time in a single room at a hostel, emerging only to cook dinner and watch the World Cup matches in the hostel bar. I felt pretty lame, I'll admit, but I got a lot of work done and I really didn't mind so much that I was being pretty anti-social.

I tend to go in waves of either working a lot and doing my own thing or wanting to get out and meet new people. I've had about 10 days of working hard with a bit of social stuff thrown in and I think I like the balance.

I like this post… it's something I don't think I've ever seen discussed before!



Dave July 31, 2010 at 5:51 pm

I'd say I go in waves too, and I've learned to allow that to happen, rather than fight it.


E-Explora January 6, 2011 at 4:44 am

My eyes water to read about your experience in my country and to see your photographs! Thank you for visiting Colombia.


TheBoatDude September 9, 2011 at 4:37 am

Hi David –
I realize that this is an old post, but I just stumbled on it and wanted to comment.
In 2007, after a very bad year, I dumped everything and fled to Thailand.  I originally had ambitious plans to sail and SCUBA dive and surf.  In the end, I wound up renting a lounge chair on the beach (Kata, Karon), drinking beer and reading.  For that matter, some mornings, I spent holed up in my room, much like you (though I was watching cartoons, not the World Cup).   I felt guilty that I was wasting time and not “Taking Advantage of the Situation” (Read:  Mingling with the locals and partying with other travellers).  Upon relaying this to my friends after I returned to the US, the responses were uniform:  “You don’t know how good that sounds” and “Oh, what I’d give to spend a month lying on the beach, drinking beer and reading”.  Now, a few years older and wiser, I guess my only regret is…well…that I had regret.  I can look back and see that was exactly what my introverted self needed – peace, quite and solitude.

Live and learn, no?


Dave September 9, 2011 at 5:34 pm

Hey Boat Dude, thanks for reading. I can def relate to what you’re saying. I still struggle with this, especially now that I work while I travel. If I’m in my room working, I feel guilty I’m not out seeing the town. If I’m out seeing the town, I think about getting behind in my work.

But always with the benefit of hindsight, things seem to work out as they’re supposed to, and I can appreciate trying to create a balanced experience better.


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