Riding solo in paradise.
We've all been there.
Arriving to a work conference, networking event or party where we don't really know anyone.
Our partner couldn't make it and the one person we actually know just can't be glued to us all night, despite our many silent pleas.
So here we are, clutching to our drinks for dear life, surrounded by people we don't know, so we talk about the weather (i mean thank god for the weather chat) and the people are nice but if we're honest, we wouldn't choose to spend the day, night or weekend with.
You've been there, right?
This is what comes up a lot when people think about coming on a yoga retreat, alone. The cringe worthy moments they've endured once or a 100 times (hand raises) during what it means to be a #adult.