“Did you experience any problems being an American?” This is one of the most common questions I get from people when returning from traveling overseas. The answer: absolutely not.
Before I got married, I used to stay in the cheapest dorms possible. Cleanliness, safety, and character took a backseat to price.
When I travel to “scary” third-world countries, my parents worry. They envision me kidnapped by Jihadists, murdered by drug lords or held captive by a rogue government and forced to pay a ransom for my release.
The 12 Times (That I know of) That I’ve been Severely Ripped-Off, Robbed, Nearly Murdered or Kidnapped while Traveling
1. The time I was pick-pocketed in the Roman metro I was packed into a crowded carriage on the Roman metro during rush hour, and as the train pulled into a stop, a young gypsy girl – maybe 16-years-old – pulled up her shirt, flashed […]