Making travel stories we don't tell our mothers
I remember the day that things got a little weird. Jacky had flown out to California to visit me and we had driven down Highway 1 to Arrowhead. Sitting in a tent out in the middle of the forest, acid trip in full swing and mostly naked, we heard a car engine and some male... Continue Reading →
Study abroad packing lists can get excessive. Your program will likely send you one that’s outdated and full of extra items (mine recommended I bring my favorite cassettes!), your parents will sneak even more extras into your bag, and you yourself will be left with some tough decisions on what you can and can’t live... Continue Reading →
Morocco is an absolutely gorgeous country. Unfortunately, it also has a bit of a reputation for having unreasonably high levels of street harassment. I really do wish this was another negative stereotype I could correct for you, but in keeping with our core promise, I have to be honest: it's pretty bad. It can become... Continue Reading →
Probably the most common question I hear from people considering going to Morocco, or who know that I’ve lived there, is “isn’t the street harassment supposed to be terrible there?” Whether earned or not, Morocco has a reputation for being one of the most unsafe countries for women traveling alone. Stories of being followed, inappropriately... Continue Reading →
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