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Christmas Eve, Population: Me

The Christmas market closed at 6 PM. I stood there watching vendors pack tinsel and Glühwein into boxes, their families waiting in warm cars. Innsbruck's old town glowed like a postcard, but postcards don't capture the sound of your own footsteps echoing off cobblestones. Every restaurant window framed families passing bread, raising glasses, being effortlessly together. I bought overpriced pasta from the only open place—a lonely Turkish joint where the owner nodded knowingly. We were both working Christmas Eve. Back at my hostel, I video-called home. My family gathered around the phone, asking if I was having the 'adventure of a lifetime.' I smiled and lied. Sometimes the most beautiful places make you feel the most alone. Innsbruck taught me that loneliness and freedom aren't opposites—they're roommates you didn't expect. #SoloTravelTruth #ChristmasTravel #TravelLoneliness #Travel

Christmas Eve, Population: Me