My first solo trip to Sri Lanka was 2015, more than 10 years since my first encounter in 2004.
Despite flying out to the island almost every year since then, I soon discovered solo travel is worlds apart from venturing out with family.
Firstly, I didn’t have my mum to fend off unwanted attention, which she’s incredibly good at, and at 25 years old, I was becoming a fully-fledged adult.
My greatest asset of support were family friends, mostly Sri Lankan’s, in many pockets of the island. I have no doubt it would have been more challenging without this invaluable network.