Travelling with your boyfriend or anyone can be a bit of a challenge. Or maybe a better word is an adventure. Believe it or not Aaron and I were only dating for two months before we travelled across seas together. Before I met him I had had enough waiting around for someone to come travel with me so I booked a three month trip to Europe solo. Unfortunately work had hindered my trip by two months so I only had a month to travel if I wanted to be home for Christmas. Being a huge family orientated person I accepted the loss in order to be home on time. I don’t regret it.
Being the flighty and “why not” kind of person I invited him to come with me and after some coaxing with having $1 beers in Prague and having an opportunity to go London, something he’s always dreamed of doing, he booked the tickets and that began our crazy journey together.
In Paris I was with my mother and we met him on the train to Cologne, Germany in the bar cart. I was first class and he was at the tail end of the train. I got free beer and he got crackers. The bartender saw we were together and started handing us both free beers and needless to say we arrived in Germany drunk. On Nafta Nafta no less. I like to think we arrived in Germany the proper way. (For those of you who don’t know what Nafta Nafta is it’s a huge party taken to the streets on November 11 every year.) Chanting, beers, dancing, eating and people flailing around in huge crowds are what you are in store for. And did I mention everyones dressed up in Halloween costumes?
So. Fun. I barely remember it.
So what’s it like travelling with your person?
It can be amazing. I think in any relationship whether it’s friends or family or a love you need to be compatible. You might think you’re compatible in your own country but travelling is completely different. You might resent each other, get on one another nerves (it’s a two way street), you want to see different things and get up at different times or didn’t get enough sleep and turned into a bear. The list of little things that can make you hate the person you’re stuck in another country with is endless. You can’t escape them because most likely you’re sharing a room. Nerves can get bitten and frustration can build.
Out of all those things though what makes Aaron and I struggle? Hunger. We cannot function when we are hungry. One of us will shut down and give up and go into starvation mode, not moving, accepting that we will starve to death, while the other one franticly tries to hold it together so you both don’t die. It can be strenuous.
Being a vegetarian in a foreign country has its strains. I’m so restricted to what I can eat that it becomes a burden for both simply because I won’t eat it if I don’t know what’s in it. I’m not about to sacrifice my morals by eating a chicken simply because I’m hungry.
When you are not compatible things will go crazy, even when neither of you want it to. It’s just how it is. The best advice I can give is make a plan. Write down what you both want to see and on what days you want to see them. Research times the places open and close, how much it’ll be to get in if there is a fee, find what else is nearby you can see, bring lots of snacks, and try not to take things to the heart when one person gets aggitated out of the blue.
Travelling brings out the best and worst of us.
Like taking long to order a drink..
Throwing yourself into another country where you might not know the language is hard. Learning foreign transportation is hard. Making it work is hard. But it doesn’t have to be. At the end of the day, whoever you are travelling with, you both want to have fun and enjoy the experience. The best you can do is to be relaxed, stay easy going and listen to each other. To this day I still forget to bring enough snacks and have given up on life a few times out of hunger, or you lose track of time and get a wave of “I need food now.” but it’s okay. It’s fun to look back and laugh at how feeble you can become when something out of the ordinary happens.
I love travelling with Aaron, the boyfriend, but I’m also glad I got to travel with my wonderful mom in Europe, my aunt in Australia and Japan, my cousin in Australia, and myself throughout Europe. Travelling alone is easy because all you have to do is listen to yourself. When you’re with someone you just have to pay that little bit more attention to what you want and what they want.
- Bring snacks and water
- Plan it out
- Make sure you’re both seeing what you want
- Get enough sleep
- Map out your day
- Set a wake up time you both agree on
- Be patient with one another
- Be vocal when you want to do something / see something instead of holding it in and being upset later
- Have fun! You’re travelling after all!
What do you think of travelling with your boyfriend? Do you prefer to travel alone or with someone?