Sorry 'bout stealing your idea, Lok, but I think it deserves a thread of its own.
I was just reading an article by a woman who traveled alone to Kuwait. Apparently they don’t allow solo female tourists in Kuwait – they assume that any woman without a man must be up to no good. So she pulled a bunch of strings and got some friends who worked there to pretend she was traveling on business. Needless to say, she had to deal with constant harassment from the local men (because, you know, any woman who isn’t covered from top to toe MUST be a whore). She didn’t seem much daunted by this, and I admit she wrote an interesting story, but I kept thinking – WHY? What’s the point of traveling somewhere you really aren’t welcome?
I guess I feel the same way about most Islamic countries (would still like to go to Turkey, though, and maybe Morocco…)
So what are yours? Where wouldn’t you go if they paid you?
Osnaburgh is the place where a bus was rented to take accused people to court, but was commandeered by other members of the community who simply wanted a ride into Pickle Lake.
Osnaburgh is the place a friend of my was born, but then adopted out. Her parents are now both dead, and her brother who was not adopted out is up on murder charges, though not for murdering their parents, if that makes any difference.
There have been problems with holes appearing in vehicles passing through Osnaburgh on their way to Pickle Lake.
Murfreesboro, TN. We were nearly car jacked there while on the side of the road, in 1987. I STILL can’t stand even hearing the city’s name. It was terrifying.
Back to where I moved from last year. EVER… China Lake, California! The armpit of hell. Look on an atlas. it’s just west of Death Valley. Northeast of LA. There’s nothing there but sand, it’s hotter than hell, the people are fucking ignorant like you wouldn’t believe, two bars, no shopping within 100 miles and I’ll stop here. Don’t ever go there.
A friend from Canada visited me once. She said that as much as she loved me, she swore that she would never again visit me as long as I lived there. Had to meet her in Vegas after that!
Arden… good call!! I knew you were sharp! I’m a native CA girl until last year and grew to hate the place. I grew up in San Diego and Huntington Beach and moved to the desert when I met hubby… It all sucked!!!
Specifically, I never, ever want to have to make flight connections at DFW again. I’ve done it many times, and it’s highly unpleasant at best, and horribly painful at worst. Now that ASA flies the Canadair regional jets direct from Atlanta to Northwest Arkansas Regional, I have actually been able to avoid it for a couple of years (though I’ve paid extra to do so a few times).
Why is it so horrible? The gates are approximately a mile and a quarter apart. No, not the concourses – the gates; you’re thinking “oh, I only have to go from Gate A15 to Gate A1 – that can’t take long”, only to find out that it’ll take slightly longer than Shackleton’s sojourn from the Weddell Sea to South Georgia Island. God help you if you do have to change concourses – eight times out of ten you’ll stew in frustration as you realize that in order to get from Concourse A to Concourse B, you’ll have to ride the little shuttle train around the perimeter of the airport, through Plano and points north, clockwise, for a total distance of 2.4 light years, despite the fact that your origin and destination points are, by DFW standards, quite close together (no more than 15 or 20 miles), all because someone (probably a Texan) decided that the trains only needed to run in one direction.
Unfortunately, I probably won’t be able to avoid actually traveling to Dallas as my final destination. I have a pending business trip there now that’s been postponed once, but it’ll probably happen in the next week or so. Traveling to Dallas would be less painful than changing planes there, since in typical Texan fashion DFW is designed to maximize convenience for people who live in Dallas at the expense of the poor schmucks Delta and American route through there, except that once you’re out of the airport, you’re still in Texas, and in many cases, you’re in Dallas to boot.
And don’t even get me started on the time I went to Dallas and my return flight to Atlanta took eighteen hours (twelve of them actually onboard the aircraft).
I would visit anyplace. But, given that there is Pateson and Newark NJ, I would not visit them without a little “friend” with his “ten little friends in the waiting room”, if you get my drift. . .
But this is from personal experience. I agree with
Fretful’s OP…why would someone want to go to a place
where your gender, race, religion, nationality was
currently #1 on the kidnap and assassinate list?
I don’t have anything to prove to people who think my
death will put them in heaven.
