By the end of my first week traveling alone, I am finally feeling very content with my own company. I see now why so many people said traveling alone (sola) is something everyone should do at least once in their life. It's not easy. I've had moments of loneliness and uncertainty, frustration and fear, but they pass quickly. After finishing a huge plate of Patagonian Lamb and some papas fritas (French fries), I'm noticing a little, but deep smile creeping across my countenance. Granted, it could be the vino (wine), but I think it's more of a sense of true contentment.