And you shouldn't.
Not that I'd mind one bit seeing the combined armed forces of the entire Commonwealth of Nations all over Trump like ugly on a warthog.
As to vacationing alone, I've been doing that for decades, mainly because my late mother had a phobia about sleeping away from home (to the point where she would drive home, tired, from spending a day with her lifelong best friend 72 miles away, rather than spend a night away from home), and because my father's vacations tended (he stopped taking vacations in his late 80s, and he's 90 now) to be car-trips to visit relatives and old friends.
I spend my vacations visiting museums, zoos, aquariums, historic sites, and natural wonders. All of which actually work rather well if you're alone. My first visit to Hawaii, I visited 3 islands in a single week, and (by my own request) had my travel agent book one of my interisland flights on a small, low-flying, turbofan aircraft, giving me "flightseeing without wasting fuel on a flight-to-nowhere." My second trip to Hawaii was at a more leisurely pace, four islands in two weeks, including a dozen museums (ranging in size from multi-building complexes down to an unattended exhibit hall in a shopping mall), two zoos, two aquariums, two agricultural exhibits, a National Park, and seeing the underwater scenery off Lahaina from the comfort of a nice, air-conditioned submarine. And out of both trips, I never set foot on a single beach, and never attended a single luau. Pre-COVID, I regularly visited Chicago; I don't know what kind of fertilizer they put on their museums there, but they sure do grow 'em big! I've also made several visits to Colonial Williamsburg (and incidentally, the early-1970s childrens novel, The Bobbsey Twins' Red, White and Blue Mystery, is so well-researched that you could find your way around CW just from memories of reading the book as a child!)
