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The safety issue (or my issues with how we talk about safety)

This is probably the most important and most ambiguous concept when you travel: Safety.

Everyone understands the general concept: keep your things safe, avoid looking like a lost tourist, be careful when it’s dark. My problem is this: sometimes there is very thin line between legitimate safety advices and concerns and racism and prejudice. Let me explain. Continue reading

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Travelling solo part 1: Existing in public spaces as a [privileged] woman

Trigger warning, this includes content about street harassment (and some swear words).

First, I have to admit I am no expert on travelling solo, and hopefully I’ll write more positive pieces on this as it goes. Until now, most of my travelling has been with a partner. Still, for many reasons, we ended up going to different places on a few occasions, leaving me to spend a month in Turkey by myself, travel in France solo and have the odd days by myself in Morocco. It was during one of those moments that it happened.

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Hitchhiking in Morocco

Before we got to Morocco, I was a bit nervous. The first hitchhike in a new country is always more stressful as everything is unknown; you need to break the ice. It didn’t take long to get over that fear. With an average waiting time of less than 5 minutes, often ranging between 5 and 30 seconds, Morocco is, by far, the best country I’ve hitchhiked in so far. Not only do people stop, but they will stop anywhere. I mean, anywhere.

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