Saturday 14 June 2014

22 Photos from 22 Days in the Balkans

I AM BACK!  After a 22-day break from the site — my first non-working vacation in years — I’m ready to share my adventures from Croatia, Bosnia, and Montenegro with all of you.
It was SUCH a good trip.  I’ve been yearning to visit this region for years, and the Balkans didn’t disappoint whatsoever.  I’m convinced that these are some of the most beautiful (and most fun) countries in the world!
For now, a picture from each of the 22 days I was away:

Day 1: Pula, Croatia

How’s this for an airport arrival?  Dave and I later learned that we happened to be on Jet2′s inaugural flight from Manchester to Pula, and they welcomed us with wine, pastries, and lavender sachets.

13 Reasons to Fall in Love with Costa Brava, Spain

Costa Brava may very well be the best kept secret in Spain.  This September, I spent time in this region of Catalonia for the first time ever, and I was blown away by its sheer beauty, the variety of things to do, and its warm hospitality.
From beaches to cities, from jamon to tomatoes, Costa Brava is filled with so many treasures — and if you’re anything like me, you’ll fall in love with Costa Brava quickly.
Here are 13 reasons to fall in love with Costa Brava:

Wild Coastline

I’ve seen the coasts of California, Croatia, and the Faroe Islands, and Costa Brava’s dramatic coast blows all of them away.  Pounding surf, wild rocks and stunning beaches dot the landscape — it’s impossible to not want to photograph them all!

The Unfathomable Beauty of the Faroe Islands


I have been to the end of the Earth — and it is GLORIOUS.
My time in the Faroe Islands was absolutely enchanting.  These are some of the most beautiful islands I HAVE EVER SEEN.  That’s not something to say casually!  I mean it.
Maybe the most beautiful islands in the world aren’t filled with palm trees and sunshine — but instead cliffs and cloud-encircled islands and waterfalls tumbling into teal seas.

Where I’m Going This Spring and Summer

It’s been three and a half weeks since I returned to my home in Chester, England, after my month in Spain and Portugal. 
And those three and a half weeks have been far from relaxing — Dave and I just finished moving into a new house with our friend Collette.  A word to the wise: if there’s a gap in between your leases, pay more to stay longer.  Moving twice is not fun.
The house is just a block away from our old place in Chester, but it’s SO much nicer – it’s filled with beautiful decor and looks like a French country home, complete with a working fireplace, hardwood floors, a washer/dryer, and a dishwasher.
A DISHWASHER!!  I’ve never had a dishwasher in my adult life!
But I digress.  While this is a lovely place to spend my time, I have some exciting travel plans for this spring and summer.
April through July is going to be one of my busiest stretches ever as a travel blogger.  Am I overdoing it?  Indeed I am!  We’ll see how long it takes for me to burn out.
Here are the destinations of my upcoming travels:

Umbria, Italy

My travels begin this Thursday – I’m heading to Assisi in the region of Umbria, Italy, for the Travel Bloggers Unite conference!  TBU Innsbruck was such a blast, and I’m looking forward to seeing my travel blogger friends, meeting new ones, networking like crazy, and learning more about our ever-growing
industry.

Sveti Stefan: A Travel Dream Fulfilled


It was several years ago when I first began reading about the Balkans.  I immediately became a Balkans junkie, dreaming of sailing Croatia’s islands, hiking Slovenia’s Julian Alps, partying on Belgrade’s river barges.
But the place that captured my imagination the most was a little island off the coast of Montenegro called Sveti Stefan.
Look at that island.  How could you not be captivated by it?  But it was also its history that charmed me — it had been a chi-chi resort from the 1950s through the 80s, hosting stars like Elizabeth Taylor.  But like many other places in the Balkans, it fell into disrepair during the war and remained shuttered for a very long time.
I dreamed of visiting Sveti Stefan for years, and it had always been lurking in the corner of my mind of the places in the world I wanted to visit the most.  When Dave and I added Montenegro to our Balkans itinerary, I hoped that we would make it there after all.

The Travel Olympics: Who Gets the Gold?

Happy Olympics Opening Day!  I’m super-excited for the London 2012 Games, wondering what the iconic moments will be this time around.  I’ll never forget what it was like back in 2008, screaming my head off as Michael Phelps and his teammates beat the French in that one swim relay they weren’t expected to win.
So to celebrate, I decided to do my own personal round of the Olympics, giving out medals to the 33 countries that I have visited so far!
Here’s how I would award my medals:

Best Beaches

Gold — Thailand
Silver — Croatia
Bronze — Indonesia
Thailand is an obvious gold winner in this category, being home to countless incredible beaches, both famous and obscure.  So many of these beaches are icons, with the limestone cliffs of the Andaman Coast and the gentle beaches of the Gulf Coast.  Thailand is also home to my favorite beach in the world: Koh Chang’s Lonely Beach!

Montenegro: The Most Beautiful Country in Europe


Ah, Montenegro.  I knew I’d love it.  I knew it would be beautiful.  But I had no idea that it would have the kind of beauty to knock me off my feet and render me speechless!
The scenery in Montenegro was tantalizing: the Bay of Kotor from every direction, storybook-perfect walled towns, mystical islands, a mountain-edged coastline, Tara Canyon, and especially the fjords throughout the country.
With only just a taste of Montenegro, I’m ready to declare it the most naturally beautiful country in Europe.  Here’s what it has going for it:

Istria: The Best Kept Secret in Croatia


One of the unexpected highlights of our three weeks in the Balkans was lovely Istria — the heart-shaped, Italian-flavored peninsula of western Croatia.
Dave and I ended up here on a bit of a whim.  We were deciding whether it would be best to fly into Zagreb, Split, or somewhere else entirely — and it was cheapest to fly into Pula.
Pula?  We can work with that, I thought.  I’d read a bit about Istria, and I know that both Mike of Go, See, Write and Akila of The Road Forks were fans.  So Pula it was.

Girona: My New Favorite City in Spain


Early this year, I visited Spain for the first time and quickly declared it one of my favorite countries.  The culture, the architecture, the food, the beautiful men — how could I not fall for Spain?  Of all the cities, I found myself falling for Granada and Sevilla the most.
But my new favorite?  I think it might be Girona!

Évora: The Unexpected Beauty of Portugal


When I added Évora to my Iberian itinerary, I didn’t have many expectations.  I heard it was a lovely town, but my main goal was to see the Capela dos Ossos, the bone chapel.  Anything else would be a fringe benefit.
Sometimes, going into a place without expectations is best — because I was absolutely bowled over by the beauty of Évora!

Shetland: The Strangest Place I’ve Ever Been


This past summer, I visited Liechtenstein and declared it one of the weirdest places I’ve ever been.  But after visiting Shetland, I chucked that theory out the window.
Liechtenstein is delightfully quirky — the Zooey Deschanel of principalities.  Shetland, by comparison, is Bjork laying an egg on the red carpet.
I had the time of my life visiting Shetland for the first time this winter with Haggis Adventures, and I quickly fell under the islands’ spell.  Shetland was raw and remote and absolutely beautiful — and also, really
f*cking weird.

Bologna, Italy: the Sexy, the Delicious, the Untouristed.


Sometimes, you walk into a place and feel an immediate revelation — this is what I’ve been searching for, and I didn’t know it until now.
That’s how I felt about Bologna — la grassa, la dotta, la rossa — my new favorite city in Italy.
I’ve been no stranger to falling in love with Italy — I was hooked immediately from the moment that I arrived for my semester abroad in Florence in 2004.  Italy is one of my favorite places to travel solo — I love walking the streets alone, taking pictures, drinking caffe while standing up at bars, getting catcalled by men, window-shopping for fabulous items I can’t afford.

Why Go to Liechtenstein?


So…I ended up in Liechtenstein.
Yes, it’s a country — the sixth smallest country in the world.  Liechtenstein is a mountainous principality sandwiched between Switzerland and Austria.

Innsbruck, I’ve Fallen For You


Oh, Innsbruck.  Just thinking about you now gives me such happiness.
I’ve said it before and it needs repeating: I never had any desire to visit Innsbruck because I thought it was just for skiiers, snowboarders and winter sports enthusiasts, and I’m pretty winter-phobic.

Kampot: I Want To Bottle This Town And Drink It.


I have fallen in love with the riverside town of Kampot, Cambodia.
What is it about this place?  Is it the crumbling architecture?  Is it the French influence, from the lampposts to the baguette carts?  Is it the peaceful riverfront and the walkability? Is it the fact that everywhere has free WiFi?
Seriously, though, more than anything, I think it was the architecture. I’m a big architecture fan, and I was crazy about the crumbling French colonial villas that line Kampot’s streets.  I don’t think I would have liked them as much if they were pristine.

Off the Beaten Path in Laos: The Bolaven Plateau


I’m at a tiny gas station in the Bolaven Plateau of Southern Laos, trying to explain to the woman how much of the magenta liquid I need.  I point to my nearly-empty fuel gauge; she hands me the hose to hold while she cranks the manual pump.
And then I have to figure out how much I owe her.  Neither of us speaks more than two words of the other’s language, and nodding and smiling doesn’t get you far when dealing with numbers.

Koh Lanta is PARADISE.


I have fallen in madly in love with an island: Koh Lanta.
After three party-heavy nights in Koh Phi Phi, I needed a place where I could chill out, relax, and enjoy the peace and quiet — but also get some work done.  Koh Lanta seemed like a good choice.
It was beyond perfect.
Of all the places I’ve been in Thailand so far, Koh Lanta is my favorite destination so far.  I can’t describe how much I love this island.
Here’s why you should visit Lanta:

A Glorious Day on the Cape Peninsula

Cape Town, as I’ve said time and time again, is one of the world’s most beautiful cities.  But to really appreciate that beauty, you need to go beyond the city limits — out to the Cape Peninsula, which is home to plenty of beautiful attractions.
We spent our second full day in Cape Town tooling around the top sites of this fantastic region — and I was blown away by just how incredible it was.

Hout Bay

Our first stop was at a lookout point overlooking Hout Bay, just south of Cape Town.  Hout Bay is a town in its own right and it’s actually considered a microcosm of South Africa due to its ethnic and socioeconomic diversity.
If you’re looking for somewhere different to stay in Cape Town, somewhere less frenetic, Hout Bay might be a good choice for you.  And there’s that lovely stretch of white beach!

Best Photos of 2012

Happy New Year, everyone!  As you read this, I’m participating in Blogmanay up in Edinburgh.  I wanted to close out the year with a bang, so I decided to share my favorite photos from the year.
You know your photography skills are improving when you regularly cringe at shots you took six months ago.  That said, I’m really happy with my photos from this year — they cover 14 countries, 9 of them new.
When putting together my favorite photos of the past year, I narrowed it down to 28 that I REALLY loved.  Maybe you can even see a stylistic evolution!
Here are my favorite photos from this year, in chronological order:

Royal Mile, Edinburgh

One of my favorite cities in the world — and I love how the cobblestones turn blue here.

Scenes from Rainy Edinburgh: The Water of Leith


Edinburgh is famous for its wild and unpredictable weather, categorized by frequent rain showers, fog, and chilly winds — the kind of weather that makes you want to bundle up with a tartan scarf and wile away the day in glorious cafes.
Well, most of the time, that is.  I happen to have incredible luck with Edinburgh weather, timing my visits perfectly for sunshine.  The first time I came here, it was late September and the temperature was 30 degrees (86 fahrenheit).  That is UNHEARD OF in Edinburgh.  People were lying out on the grass, actually sunbathing!

Meet Pučišća: The Most Beautiful Village in Croatia


If I had only known that as we sailed into Pučišća on the island of Brač in Croatia, that we would be seeing the single most beautiful village I had ever seen, I would have taken time to savor it.
IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN!
Pučišca was an all-too-brief stop on our trip between Omiš and Makarska.  It was only the second day of our sail.  We had lucked out, majorly, because the captain was responsible for all navigation decisions and decided that this would be a better place for a swim stop than out in the middle of the ocean.
As we came into, Pučiśća, I admired the scene before me with my jaw scraping the deck — I mean, who wouldn’t?

Paradise in the Plitivice Lakes


Lush waterfalls, verdant greenery, and pools that change from turquoise to teal to aquamarine — the Plitivice Lakes are one of the most famous sights in Croatia.  As soon as Dave and I started planning our Croatia itinerary, we knew we had to visit the Plitivice Lakes — so we decided to fit our visit in between our Istria road trip and our Dalmatian Coast cruise.
After arriving and checking into our guesthouse, we found out that rain was forecast for the afternoon, to my great disappointment.  I could take rain anywhere, but please, NOT AT THE PLITIVICE LAKES!  Anywhere but there!
So we made sure to get there in the morning so as to maximize our time in the sun.

The Unfathomable Beauty of the Faroe Islands


I have been to the end of the Earth — and it is GLORIOUS.
My time in the Faroe Islands was absolutely enchanting.  These are some of the most beautiful islands I HAVE EVER SEEN.  That’s not something to say casually!  I mean it.
Maybe the most beautiful islands in the world aren’t filled with palm trees and sunshine — but instead cliffs and cloud-encircled islands and waterfalls tumbling into teal seas.

Koh Lanta Sunsets

Is there any place better to watch a sunset than Koh Lanta?  If there is, I haven’t found it yet. The island is skinny and long, with nearly all of the beaches on the west coast.  Because of that, Koh Lanta sunsets are glorious almost every night — even when it’s overcast!
The first Lanta sunset.  I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this is the best photo I will take, ever.

Drinking Snake Blood in Vietnam


Hanoi is well-known for its snake restaurants — restaurants that serve every body part of the snake. If you’re lucky, the snake will be a cobra; if you’re the guest of honor, you’ll be served the heart.
I could not imagine a better adventure in Hanoi!
Hanoi Backpackers Hostel runs trips to Snake Village most nights.  For $15, you get to visit a traditional snake restaurant on the outskirts of Hanoi and enjoy the full snake dining experience.  There’s a snake buffet, plenty of rice wine, and since it’s organized through the hostel, you know that there will be a great group of people.

My Night With Vanilla Ice


Image: BluEyedA73
Spring break for American college students is defined by the following: drink specials, beach parties, booze cruises, dancing all night long, beer bongs, random hookups, wet t-shirt contests and Joe Francis filming girls with low self-esteem, all set in beachy destinations like Cancun, Mazatlan, Jamaica and Panama City Beach.
I never had a typical American spring break.  Neither did my best friend, Beth.  (I went to Italy to perform with the Glee Club; she hit up the Connecticut casinos.)  So when I flew down to visit her when she was living in South Texas, we decided to spend a night at South Padre Island.

South Padre Island is one of the most popular spring break destinations in the United States.  While it’s a family-friendly beach resort during most of the year, it absolutely explodes with spring breakers during the month of March.
As we drove over the causeway from Port Isabel to South Padre Island, I noticed a plane pulling a sign.  I craned my neck to get a better look and read the following:
VANILLA ICE CONCERT TONIGHT BAHIA MAR RESORT 8PM
“BETH!” I shrieked. “WE NEED TO GO TO THIS!  WE SOOOOOOO NEED TO GO TO THIS!!!”
“Okay, we are definitely going to this!” she cheered.  One of my favorite things about Beth is that she’s game for anything.
After checking in and a brief dip in the pool, we made our way to the Bahia Mar Resort, which was decorated in mock Polynesian style, down to the dyed-blue water.

Judging by the college t-shirts and trucker hats (“Got Ho’s?” was a popular phrase), it seemed like all of the guys on South Padre Island were frat brothers from big schools in the midwest: Kansas State, University of Oklahoma, various state colleges in Texas.
Beth and I strolled over to the bar, where the drink of choice was an enormous blue cocktail called the Bahia Slut.
The bartender poured one for each of us and grinned.  “They’ll f— you up.  Come back for more.”
“Um…okay!” we replied.
By then, Beth and I had found some friends.  Leave it to us: the crowd is full of obnoxious frat boys from the midwest, and we end up finding the well-mannered engineering majors from Cornell!
As soon as the concert started, I rushed to the stage.  Vanilla Ice on South Padre Island?!  Of COURSE I was going to be as ridiculous as possible!

New York City Adventure: Hitting on Jon Stewart


When I was a freshman at Fairfield University, my friend Meredith was obsessed with Jon Stewart.  Back then, in 2003, The Daily Show was nowhere near the powerhouse that it is today — it didn’t gain genuine credibility until the 2004 election.  Back then, it was just a cult cable show with a handsome host.
Meredith followed her heart and scored tickets to a show in April, and the two of us, along with our friends Carolyn, EJ and Erin, made the train journey to New York City.  By then, I had become quite enamored of Jon Stewart as well.

Before the show, we were permitted to ask Jon questions.  I waved my hand wildly.
Jon spotted me.  “Yes, you up there.”
“Well, Jon,” I gushed in a singsong voice.  “My question for you is–”
“No way.  You’re too perky.”
Everyone started laughing.  I was shocked as Jon went on to talk to another member of the audience.  My moment had been shattered.
Then Jon turned back.  “Okay, perky girl, where are you?”
“YES!” I screamed.  “Well, Jon, my question for you is: how on Earth did you get so sexy?”
The audience laughed.  My friends sunk into their seats, bright red, their heads in their hands.
“I’m on TV,” Jon said matter-of-factly.  “You put anything on TV, it immediately ups the sexy quotient.  You put a piece of toast on TV and it’s like, ‘Man, I want to f— that toast.’”
The audience laughed, I was delighted, and I thought that would be the end of it.
Not so fast.
“Welcome to the Daily Show!  I’m Jon Stewart,” Jon sang out to the cameras as the show began.  “I am sexy!”  He did a little dance in his seat.  “And I was just told that by an elderly woman sitting up there.”  My jaw dropped open as the audience exploded into laughter.  “Yeah, I don’t know if it’s the cataracts or the glaucoma.”
I was dying.
The show went on, it was great, and 30 minutes later, it was over.  Or was it?
Figuring I had nothing else to lose, I called out to Jon as he walked backstage, “I still love you, Jon!”
“Yeah, babe!” he yelled over his shoulder.
Jon Stewart called me babe.  That was definitely something I could live with!

My Personal Paradise: Thailand’s Andaman Coast

This week’s #FriFotos theme is PARADISE.  I’ve been fortunate to see hundreds of beautiful places around the world — but no place exemplifies “paradise” to me better than Thailand’s Andaman Coast.
Here are all the things that make the Andaman Coast my personal paradise:
The views, and the hidden beaches — like this one in Koh Lanta National Park.


Lighting lanterns on the beach and releasing them into the sky — like we did here in Ao Nang.

The limestone formations, like these famous ones off Koh Phi Phi — you won’t see limestone like this on Thailand’s other coast!

The ramshackle restaurants built into the side of cliffs — like this one in Koh Lanta — where you sit on mats and watch the sun set over the Andaman Sea.

Watching local fishermen come home for the day, fish in hand, on every beach you can imagine.

Longtail boat restaurants!  A sustainable form of business in Railay on a beach that is protected from new construction sprouting up.

Commandeering a longtail boat to Koh Phi Phi Leh and feeling like a goddess!

The occasional odd sight — like the penis cave on Phranang Beach in Railay.

But most of all, the sunsets.  Especially Koh Lanta‘s sunsets.  Every night is like a performance!

The Dark Side of the Scottish Highlands

Clava Cairns
When I was in high school, I was in a performance of Brigadoon.  The show — cheesy, but featuring some very beautiful songs — is set in the Scottish Highlands.
Brigadoon couldn’t have painted a prettier, happier picture of life in the Highlands — weekly markets filled with cheerful merchants, beautiful fields of heather, proud Scottish sword dances, friendly townspeople with musical accents.  And though the show has its share of death and destruction, life in the Highlands, overall, was good.

Of course, life isn’t remotely like a Lerner and Lowe musical.  But I still carried images of Brigadoon in my head when I pictured the lives of my ancestors in Scotland, so many generations ago.
My mom can trace her father’s side of the family back to Scotland — McLeans and MacDonalds from Skye and Inverness — and while my dad’s family claims exclusively French Canadian ancestry, with a last name like mine, it’s highly probable that a Scot sneaked his way in.
One of my travel priorities from the last year was to start visiting my family’s ancestral homes in Europe. This was my first time getting to see the Highlands.  And as beautiful as the landscape was, I was shocked at the history that I learned.
On this trip I learned just how dark and difficult life in the Scottish Highlands used to be.
Ken the Clansman

Difficult Living Conditions

Scotland is cold in the winter– while not coldest I’ve ever been, the Scottish chill is hits you on an entirely different level.  The dampness seeps into your bones and stays there, leaving you cold for days afterward.
Of course, it warms up considerably in the summer, but weather in Scotland is cool and overcast with intermittent rain more often than not.  “Scotland is the best country in the world.  But if we had good weather, Scotland would really be the best country in the world,” our lovely Haggis guide Kay said wistfully.
That evening, we got to meet a true Highlander — Ken of the Clansman Center of Fort Augustus.  Clad in an authentic kilt — the kind YOU are expected to fold yourself, not the modern kind with pleats already stitched in — he wove a narrative of the difficult life in the Highlands.
Life expectancy here was low — living into your 50s was a laudable achievement.  Most children died, and large extended families lived in single-room houses.
They sterilized their kilts the best way they knew how — by soaking them in urine.
Coats didn’t exist.  Women simply wrapped a thin piece of fabric around their bodies like a shawl.
The single most shocking thing to me?  People went barefoot nine months of the year.  The other three months, they simply tied pieces of cloth around their feet.
And to think that I didn’t wear a kilt on New Year’s Eve because I didn’t want to be cold.
Scottish Highlands
Scotland was so beautiful, but how did people live here?!
I’ve seen people struggle across the world.  Naked children running in the street on Phnom Penh’s riverfront. Somali refugee families imprisoned in Bangkok’s International Detention Center.  South African women giving birth in townships with an AIDS infection rate of 80%.
But I’ve never thought of struggling to live while being constantly, constantly cold.

The Glen Coe Massacre

To survive in the Highlands, people depended on the hospitality of others.  When a group of Campbells led by Captain Robert Campbell arrived in Glen Coe in 1692, the MacDonald clan didn’t hesitate to take them in.
They repaid them by murdering them and burning their homes.  38 men were killed in their homes or on the surrounding land.  40 women and children died of exposure.
These crimes, as horrifying as they were to begin with, were seen as the ultimate heinous act — because the MacDonalds opened their homes and lives to the Campbells and were deceived.
Glen Coe retains an air of grandeur, its hills rising in the mist.  This area is absolutely stunning and was even used for the end scenes of Skyfall.
But that beauty can’t erase the horror draped over Glen Coe like a thick blanket.  Highlanders believe that the origin of Friday the 13th comes from this massacre, and to this day, Campbells are viewed with suspicion in the Highlands.
Culloden Battlefield

Culloden Battlefield

The destination that moved me the most was Culloden Battlefield, just outside Inverness.  In 1746, the final battle of the Jacobite Uprising took place here.  Between 1,500 and 2,000 Highlanders were killed by the English, far fewer of whom were killed.
This may have been the final battle, but it was the beginning of a cultural genocide.  The English sought to eliminate all Scottish traditions, from language to culture to dress, and assimilate them into Great Britain.
Men, women, and children were killed here and assigned to mass graves by what they were wearing.
Culloden Battlefield
The battle was very short.  It took an hour, and they were gone.
It was hard enough to live to adulthood in the Highlands.  The people on Culloden that day were survivors. And yet their lives were extinguished in the blink of an eye.
Many MacLeans died here, as did MacDonalds.  I wonder how many of my relatives took their last breaths on this field.  I wonder how terrified they were.
Loch Ness

The Dark Side of Scotland

I know this is a very negative post — far more so than usual.  But the Highlands were one of the most thought-provoking places I’ve visited in a very long time, with or without the family connection.
Come to the Scottish Highlands for the beauty.  Come for the outstanding pictures you’ll take.  But take the time to learn about this region’s dark and difficult history, too.

Solo Female Travel in India — Is it Safe?

Mariellen, Tiger Fort, India
Is it safe for a woman to travel alone in India? Yes, it absolutely can be — but traveling in India requires special preparation and practices, especially if you’re a woman.
For this piece, I decided to bring in an expert: Mariellen Ward, a Canadian travel writer and longtime advocate for solo female travel who considers India her “soul culture.” Mariellen is the voice behind Breathe Dream Go, a travel blog focusing on India and the spiritual journey behind travel. She is also the author of Song of India, a short story collection available for free when you sign up for her newsletter.
In this interview, Mariellen reveals how women can travel India safely.

You’ve traveled extensively in India. What is it about India that brings you back again and again?

To me, India is the only technicolour country I’ve been to. While I’ve travelled to some fascinating places and had wonderful experiences, India is in a class by itself. “All life is there,” a quote from The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, sums it up.
Also, I feel an uncanny affinity for India, and I have since the day I landed back in 2005. I feel India is my “soul culture” … for completely inexpressable reasons. And then there’s the food…
I have travelled in India for 17 months over the last eight years, on six different trips. Most of it was solo travel. I’ve had a few minor incidents — my phone was stolen at a temple in Mumbai by a group of women and my breast was grabbed really quickly by a passing man in Old Delhi — but aside from staring, unwanted attention and people trying to over-charge me, that’s it. Most of my travel in India has been wonderful — exciting, life changing, challenging, rewarding. The great adventure of my life.

The recent attacks on Western women traveling through India have dominated news headlines. What are your thoughts on these horrific events?

I feel heartbroken this is happening in India, heartbroken the women had to suffer these experiences and heartbroken the media has effectively stereotyped India as a dangerous place full of perverts. There are some “badmashes,” no doubt; and Indian society as a whole is not advancing as rapidly as I would like with regards to women’s rights, education and opportunity.
India is a massive nation, with a deeply entrenched, ancient culture currently in the throes of great change. It is, to me, the most fascinating place on earth right now.
I am aware that I am a “white woman” travelling in India, and that I have to face unwanted attention, and take extra precautions. However, personally, I have not had a lot of bad experiences; in fact, I’ve had overwhelmingly good experiences in India. There are many warm, hospitable and helpful people in India, and they are by far the majority.
Ultimately, I think you should travel in India when you’re ready, when you feel called. It’s not for everyone. Go with your eyes open…you may see wondrous things…
Mariellen at Kumbh Mela, India

How can women protect themselves in India?

One, gain an understanding of the culture of India, and how it’s different from the culture you grew up in. In Canada, for example, I might flirt with a waiter. I would not do that in India, where the genders relate differently and the meaning could be misinterpreted.
Two, The attitude you take when you travel in India will influence your experience, in my opinion. Try and have a positive and confident attitude. Be cautious, use common sense, but try and keep your fear in check.
For some reason, India seems to reflect back your inner feelings, expectations and judgments much more quickly and forcefully than other places. If you are afraid, you may have scary experiences. If you are open, trusting and positive (while remaining cautious of course), you are likely to have warm, wonderful experiences. That may sound flakey to some people, but it is honestly my experience and I have heard it from many others as well.
There are some specific tips on my India safety blog post, like getting someone to walk you to a taxi at night and carrying a mobile phone, and my over-riding advice is twofold.

Mariellen, Karnal Lake, India

How should female travelers dress in India? For traditional clothes, is it best to buy a few outfits at markets? Which kinds?

Personally, I’m a big believer in the “when in Rome” school of travel etiquette. Modesty is the key in India. I wear Indian clothes in India, and only modify to make them more western when in Delhi, Mumbai, Bangalore, Rishikesh and Goa. Those are the most westernized places in India.
You are already at a disadvantage in India as a western woman, as there are unfortunately many men who view western women as “easy.” Wearing revealing or skimpy clothing just exacerbates that stereotype. On the other hand, wearing modest, Indian clothing gives the signal that you respect the culture. I have found wearing Indian clothes to be a door opener — for the right kinds of doors.
I bring my own shoes, underwear, hats, outdoor gear, all that kind of stuff; and I buy three-piece “suits” (known as a salwar kameez) at stores like FabIndia and Anokhi. And for special occasions, like weddings and some religious events, I wear sarees.
Mariellen with Friends, Taj Mahal

I generally think that wearing a fake wedding ring or pretending to be married while traveling alone isn’t a good idea. You’ve said that you think that this is actually a smart thing to do in India. Could you tell me more about that?

I had an Indian boyfriend from Delhi for many years, and I “upgraded” him to husband when I travelled and wore a gold Indian ring (though that is not an Indian tradition). I found that people were more open, warm and protective towards me when they found out I was a “cultural insider.”
This may not work for everyone, you have to have a familiarity with Indian culture, but it works for me.

I’ve heard that sometimes locals in India will look out for you, especially if they see you getting scammed by others. Have you found this to be true?

Yes, that’s been my experience. Like most Asian countries, India is a very family and community-minded culture, and the social fabric is very strong.
If you are being abused, threatened, cheated or anything like that, and you draw attention to it, the odds are good that people will rally around you and protect you. I think this is especially true for women. I’ve heard many female travelers say this.
There are times when it is just not a good idea to be polite; sometimes you have to speak up, even holler, and make a fuss. Hard for a Canadian like me, but necessary to learn. Having confidence is an important attribute for a female solo traveler.
Mariellen in Chennai

Being a female in a conservative country like India gives you the chance to get to know women intimately in settings where men wouldn’t be welcomed. Have you had any memorable experiences like these?

Oh, yes, too many to recount. I lived in an Indian family home, and was part of my boyfriend’s family, so I had many, many opportunities to interact with the women of the family. They do have a separate world, to a large degree.
When traveling, it’s always a good idea to keep an eye out for groups of women, or women traveling alone, and befriend them. It makes the journey more interesting, safer and you never know where it will lead.

Do you recommend India for first-time solo female travelers, or do you recommend that they start somewhere easier first?

It’s hard to give advice around this, because everyone is different, everyone is on a unique journey. Generally, I advise some hand-holding for your first few weeks in the country, either as part of a group tour or with friends who know India or who are Indian.
I was met at the airport when I first arrived by an Indian man I knew when he was in Canada, many years before. He drove me back to his family’s house in South Delhi…and eventually we became partners and his family basically adopted me.
So, it worked for me! I started with India as first-time solo traveler (except for a short trip in Canada). I was on a spiritual journey, and I was very open, very willing to accept whatever happened as a life lesson. Maybe that’s part of the reason. I know it has worked out well for other women, as well.
Mariellen, Taj Mahal, India, 2006

Many first-time India travelers start off with the Golden Triangle: Delhi, Agra, and Jaipur. Do you recommend this route? If not, where else?

Golden Triangle is in many ways a good first route because there is so much tourism infrastructure, whereas in many other parts of the country there is little to none. The only problem is that there are swarms and swarms of people who prey on tourists in this region — beggars, rickshaw drivers, touts, con men, etc. It’s very tiring.
But I do love Delhi (when you get to know it and get out of the central, touristy area) and Rajasthan. I would recommend Rajasthan, for sure, as well as Kerala, for first time travelers.

Which regions in India would you recommend for more seasoned travelers?

Once you have your “India legs” you can begin to branch out and go to the second-tier places, like Rishikesh, Mysore, Pondicherry, Hampi, Mumbai, the tiger reserves and national parks, long train rides…anywhere that has some tourism infrastructure.
For women, I do NOT recommend going too far off the beaten path. Of the highly publicized attacks against foreign women travelling in India over the last couple of years, two were in really remote places that my Indian friends tell me they wouldn’t even travel in.
Mariellen, Elephant Blessing

What would you like to pass on to women traveling on their own in India?

I am very aware that attitudes towards women in India are not the best; women in India do not have the level of respect and freedom we in the west enjoy. But I also think the dangers to female travelers have been somewhat sensationalized by a fear-mongering media. Definitely you have to be cautious, definitely you have to use your common sense and realize you are travelling in a traditional culture.
But I do not think fear is warranted. Fear is a negative attitude that breeds negative experiences. Be cautious, but not fearful. That’s my motto.
Ready to plan your first trip to India? You can join Mariellen on a Kensington Tours women-only trip to India in autumn 2014 called Legends of the Maharajahs and Mirabai
Mariellen Ward is a professional travel writer and cultural explorer based in Toronto and sometimes Delhi. Breathedreamgo.com, her award-winning travel blog about “meaningful adventure travel,” is inspired by her extensive travels in India. She writes for many print and online sites and founded the WeGoSolo online community for female solo travellers. Mariellen is a Kensington Tours Explorer-in-Residence and the recipient of an Explorer’s Grant, which she will use to trace the life of Mirabai in north India. Though Canadian by birth, Mariellen considers India to be her “soul culture” and has spent many years immersing herself in the culture.
You can also find Mariellen on Facebook and Twitter, and you can join her on her women-only Kensington Tours Legends of the Maharajahs and Mirabai trip to India in autumn 2014.