Solo travels #3: Avoiding sleazebags 

I won’t lie, this post is mostly aimed at women… But if you’re a man avoiding Cougars / women your own age / women / men / *insert-whatever-doesn’t-float-your-boat-here* this should work too.

Here are some foolproof ways of avoiding creeps (or even normal guys) when you’re a woman travelling solo in a far and distant land.

He says: I give you twenty camels if you marry me! (Note: I’m not making this up, this was actually said repeatedly by a persistent young fella in Egypt!)

You say: Just twenty? My fiancé’s allergic to camels.

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He says: Hey Sugar!

You say: That line’s obviously never worked for you since you’re here alone, trying to pick me up. ‘Trying’ being the key word. Oh look, there’s my fake husband. Bye now.

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He says: *insert generic, but not sleazy line here*

You say: Thank you, I’m flattered but I have a husband / wife / partner. Flash your ring, take out that photo of Matt Bomer or Ken Duken (in his good days) from your wallet.

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To avoid them all:

  • Cross your eyes and pretend to be more attractive than you are. Bonus points if you can fake having buck teeth.
  • Wear a nice sparkly ring. I’m talking serious ice, ice, baby. I picked up this one from a friend who travelled through India, Egypt, and China solo (readgutsy chicka). And apparently it’s worked for others out there too. 
  • Stick with a (guy) friend. If you’re anything like me, chances are you’ve made a friend or acquaintance within your first few days of your so-called solo travel.
  • Don’t push your luck. It’s okay to be spunky if the sleaze bag is a sleaze bag, just be sure to be careful and calculated when doing it. Remember, safety first.
  • If a guy’s not a sleaze, there’s no reason to be spunky. Thank them and let them down politely.

Stay tuned for Solo travels #4: travelling safe when travelling solo

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Author: Akanksha Singh

Twenty-something travel addict || Likes: coffee, sarcasm, the Oxford comma, blue skies, and cobblestone roads. || Dislikes: rudeness, carrots, and pigeons (read: winged-rats with satanic eyes).

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