Here’s Why I Chose To Vacation Alone With My Nine Year Old Son in a Third World Country
Growing up with a single mom back in the 80’s and 90’s, I didn’t get to travel much, unless you count our annual camping trips up in Northern Canada where we would sneak off at night to watch the bear rifle through the garbage bins. At age 16 I headed off on my first real trip, to the Dominican Republic. I promised myself that when I had my own children they would get the chance to travel, certainly before they were 16. And so when my own son turned nine I decided to hell with the Caribbean resort vacations and the road trips, we were jetting off to places unknown.