Valuing introverts in a world built for the more outgoing

RECENTLY I wrote for this newspaper about an eye-opening trip to Cuba where I cycled around the island and drank many mojitos. Not at the same time, well not always.
What I didn’t mention was that much of the time on the bike I spent alone within the group — with some travellers just ahead, or just behind. I could catch up for a quick chat, or I could fall behind and let my mind wander — and oh, how I like to let my mind wander.