The Good Girl’s Guide to Getting Lost: A Review

Solo female travel inspiration.

A few months ago I read The Good Girl’s Guide to Getting Lost: A Memoir of Three Continents, Two Friends, and One Unexpected Adventure. It was a well-written travel memoir that made me want to travel on my own. As a female, I’ve been afraid to travel alone, but Rachel Friedman made it seem possible.

Friedman is fearless and relatable. She was in her 20s when she traveled alone for the first time, and much like me, she was worried about an unknown future. She was also afraid of doing something that didn’t follow her carefully calculated life plan. She was experiencing what all 20-somethings must experience: fear and courage. Her fear was not knowing what would happen when she returned from her trip. She didn’t know what type of job she’d have or know exactly what she wanted to do. Her courage was her need to travel and her will to do it alone.

Much like myself, she feared what would happen after graduating from college. I’ve only been out of college for a year, and I still don’t know what I’m doing. I thought that being out of college would mean relief and happiness, but the only feeling I’ve experienced is apathy. I want to change that by traveling more often which, luckily, I can do because I don’t have student loans. I don’t exactly know what I’ll encounter when I go abroad, but for some reason, this part of the “unknown” excites me.

Friedman travels to Ireland, Bolivia, and Australia. She is able to live and work in Ireland and Australia on a student visa. I wish I had known this was an option before I graduated from college. Living in another country is a dream of mine. Who knew it could’ve been possible as a student? Throughout her travels she stays in hostels and seems to do more local things than touristy things, which I admire. This was the first travel memoir I read and I hope to read more like it. (Eat Pray Love is one that’s made it onto my list.) One of the things I want to do in my 20s is travel to a new country or city at least once a year. If one anxious girl was able to do it, then I can too.

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