There’s a cultural myth that still lingers in the background of every “romantic getaway” ad, every couple’s Airbnb post, and every smug #Weekending caption on Instagram, the idea that weekend trips are for people in relationships. That if you’re single, you’re meant to wait around for some hypothetical partner before you book the Airbnb with a view, pack the cute dress, and sip prosecco on a deck somewhere. My partner in crime Dixie, and I decided that’s absolute nonsense. So