“Did you experience any anti-Americanism?” “Was it dangerous?” “Did you eat your body weight in falafel?” These are common questions I get after traveling to the Middle East.
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 […]