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How I Accidentally Became A Cross-dresser In Somaliland

Guest Post: Zaina Brown

Crossing a border into someplace new always gave me a jolt of excitement. That first impression could be warm like a hug, polite like a handshake, or rude like a middle finger. Somaliland, however, felt like a punch in the face. Was this whole trip a big mistake? For the first time in my life, I considered flat-out giving up on a country – and it hadn’t even been 24 hours.

Interview: The Dream Life Of A Solo Travel Blogger in Malaysia

This has been one of my favourite media interviews so far!

In the run-up to ZafigoX 2018 of which I was a speaker, I was interviewed on radio station BFM89.9. It was for a show called HerVantage, a weekly segment focusing on women of leadership and influence in all strata of society.

The Type Of Friends You Make When Travelling Solo

What kind of friends do I make when I travel solo?

Good ones. Real ones. Beautiful ones.

Why you should travel light and how to do it like a pro

As the old adage goes, less is more. When it comes to traveling, more is unnecessary and less is your shoulders thanking you for not putting them through the gates of hell.

The Biggest Fears Women Travellers Face & How To Overcome Them

“YOU WANT TO DO WHAT!?”

Mom freaked out the first time I told her I wanted to backpack solo. Sem break was coming up and I was dreaming of going to Sabah for two short weeks. But that was not going to happen.

Jordan’s Open Secret: The Romantic Bedouin Sex Travel Scam

It’s flattering to be a woman travelling in Jordan. Everywhere I went – whether walking along the streets or having dinner at a restaurant on my own – friendly local men would come up to me and welcome me to their country.

Is It Weird To Go To A Music Festival Alone?

Throw your insecurities out the window.  It is not weird to go to a gig, or a concert, or a music festival alone. 

Jordan: The Scariest Taxi Ride Of My Life

“STOP THE CAR!” I scream with all the air in my lungs. “STOP! LET ME OUT NOW!”

Turning My Resting Bitch Face Into A Secret Travelling Tool

“Mei, are you okay? You look sad.”
“Mei, why are you angry?”
“Mei, my intern is scared of you. She says you look fierce.”