Not exactly a shocking revelation, this

After I got over the initial sadness of losing my favorite travel buddy to real adult responsibilities, I thought to myself ¨Hey, this´ll be great! Just like old times! Just me by myself on the road, doing whatever I want whenever I want.¨ Then I spent most of today quixotically following riot police in body armor around Oaxaca hoping that I might get to see them fire tear-gas on a crowd somewhere. And I went to my favorite restaurant (the home of lard-free mole) to sheepishly make a reservation for, ahem, one. I`ve started talking to myself and cuddling up with the spare pillow at night. The lesson: Meg makes travel better.

--rahul