
The all-elusive girls' trip. We've either been on one or dreamed of it.
A long weekend winery-hopping with your nearest and dearest. A few nights curled up by the campfire, gazing at the stars and sharing secrets. A week at a tropical resort, cocktails in hand by the pool.
Most of us know just how hard it can be to get that holiday out of the group chat. It's what makes the trips all the more special when they actually happen.
Personally, the best holiday I've ever had was a trip to Europe with my little sister and our two best friends. We channelled our Ratatouille Remy in an Italian cooking class, danced the night away in an overpriced nightclub inside a cave, ate our bodyweight in gelato, and spent our days beach hopping.
Somehow (thankfully), we managed to strike the perfect balance of travel styles — busy for most of the day, some non-verbal time to zone out in the afternoon, and then back out for the evening. We all came home raving about our wholesome, girly adventures.
That's what the essence of girls' trips is all about: making lasting memories together. Or "nourishment for the soul", as one of our readers so eloquently put it.
But are girls' trips really all they're cracked up to be? Or do they always just end in drama? And, are you alone if you've never been on one? We went to our trusted brains to find out. (Hint: That's our lovely readers).
My girls' trip to Europe is easily my favourite holiday to look back on.