We Are All More Alike Than We Are Different: Lessons Learned In China
Discover how travel in China reminded me that humans share more in common than we think—insights for women seeking transformative midlife adventures.
Discover how travel in China reminded me that humans share more in common than we think—insights for women seeking transformative midlife adventures.
Celebrate International Volunteers Day and discover how volunteering at home or abroad can enrich your travels, inspire gratitude, and create meaningful impact
If you’ve been here a while, you’ll know what an advocate I am for solo travel. I’ve written numerous blog posts sharing my experiences – the good, the bad, and the downright ugly – packed with advice for those who might be a little more reticent about setting off alone. But lately, life has changed. I recently remarried, and with my husband newly retired, solo trips may become less frequent. Naturally, I’ve had questions: Will I still travel alone? Will my solo travel advice still be relevant?
If you’ve been here a while, you’ll know what an advocate I am for solo travel. I’ve written numerous blog posts sharing my experiences – the good, the bad, and the downright ugly – packed with advice for those who might be a little more reticent about setting off alone. But lately, life has changed. I recently remarried, and with my husband newly retired, solo trips may become less frequent. Naturally, I’ve had questions: Will I still travel alone? Will my solo travel advice still be relevant?
There are few travel experiences as awe-inspiring as sailing through Norway’s fjords – except perhaps doing it aboard the legendary Queen Mary 2. As someone who once claimed I’d rather stick pins in my eyes than go on a cruise, I now find myself completely enchanted. Sailing through some of Norway’s most breathtaking landscapes on an ocean liner rich in heritage turned out to be the most magical way to spend my honeymoon.
I’ve gone on record before (more than once!) saying I’d rather stick pins in my eyes than go on a cruise.
Dramatic? Maybe. Honest? Absolutely.
For years, I’ve had strong feelings about cruising — especially after spending extended time in the Caribbean and witnessing the sudden daily invasion of massive crowds. You know the scene: thousands of people pouring off giant ships, overwhelming quiet coastal towns, and then disappearing just as fast, leaving behind a trail of takeaway wrappers, confusion, and chaos.
I’m back! Have you missed me?
I have to admit, it feels like ages since I last popped into your inbox — but what a couple of months it’s been!
Let me catch you up:
✨ I got married!
🥾 I hiked 500km on the Camino de Santiago as a honeymoon (or as we like to call it, our Camimoon).
🎉 My new husband officially retired — although, as a self-employed business owner, unofficially, not much has changed.
🎂 We celebrated his birthday in epic style.
🏡 And now, we’re waiting to hear whether we’ve secured a new property that would kick off a massive Grand Designs-style project.
There’s a moment many of us reach in midlife. A quiet whisper that asks:
Is this it?
We’ve been the caregivers, the professionals, the reliable ones. But beneath it all, there’s a part of us that’s still curious. Still hungry for joy, adventure, meaning.
Last year, I took my first steps on the Camino de Santiago—100 kilometres along the Portuguese route, from Vigo to Santiago. It was just one week, but it left a lasting impression. I walked it with my partner, Larry, and the experience was so powerful, so quietly transformational, we knew we had to return.
Who says fairytales have an expiration date?
On May 8th, I got married!
At a combined age of 120 years old. Me, a widow who had made peace with a life of solo adventures. Larry, a man who once said he’d never date a widow.

Welcome to my little corner of the internet, for women in midlife who feel the pull to explore — not just the world, but themselves.
I’ve been travelling for over 30 years, through seasons of joy, grief, reinvention and becoming. Travel didn’t just show me new places — it helped me find my way back to myself.
Here I share honest travel stories and reflections on courage, change and second acts.
You don’t need to be brave yet. You’re welcome exactly as you are.
Try: courage, walking, grief, becoming, solo.
Sue Where Why What is a personal, lived-experience space.
I don’t accept guest posts or generic collaborations, and I only share places and stories I genuinely trust.