Crazy Travel Stories #7: That One Time I Lost my Phone in Iceland…

Recently, I’ve come to realize that, in my three years of traveling Europe, you can never be too careful with bad things happening on the way. You can plan and be cautious all you want, but when it comes down to it, there will be incidents out of your control and it’ll happen all the same. In other words, shit happens.

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Crazy Travel Stories #5: That One Time I Took Drugs in Amsterdam…

When it comes to traveling, I admit that I tend to play it safe. I’m not the most adventurous, as I tend to plan out my itineraries and stick to them once I arrive in a new destination. My intentions for my travels are to visit the well-known sites and monuments, perhaps try out a couple of lesser-known, off-the-beaten-path places, and call it a day.

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Crazy Travel Stories #4: That One Time I Stayed with a Crazy Couchsurfer…

Since extensively traveling Europe in 2015, I’ve accumulated plenty of experiences from staying in free accommodations, namely through Couchsurfing. I’ve already detailed the merits and drawbacks to it in a previous post, but I didn’t share with you some of the bizarre, hilarious, and just downright uncomfortable situations I’ve had through this site. The time is better than never to share one with you today!

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Crazy Travel Story #3: That One Time I Got Robbed in Morocco…

First, let me preface this story by saying that I don’t look for trouble when I travel. If anything, I do my very best to blend in with the crowd, to keep my head down and walk away quickly, if necessary. I also pride myself in the fact that I have a natural resting bitch face, which has probably helped me avoid a lot of sticky situations that have happened to others whom I’ve met. You could say that I’m an extra cautious traveler, in that respect.

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