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Backpacks and Sex

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I can’t be blame for the lack of trying but unintentionally, the only stable relationship  I have managed to build in my life it has been with my faithful backpack, which ironically this should make me the last person to be writing about romance!

But on the other hand, I may just the right person to do so because if anything, backpacking solo has given me the dutiful honor of experiencing the briefest romances on the road, therefore yes; I can definitely contribute to the dating world with my bit of romance  experienced, suffered, breathed and enjoyed on the road, ha! I have met them all; the dirty backpacker, the romantic dreamer, the exotic local. C’mon, don’t judge me now! I didn’t go to the other side of the world to hide away from experiences.

Let’s be honest, when you are backpacking your general beauty standards decrease to new lows and they do because I used to look pretty shit most of the times and who can blame me? Make up was not an option because it would have melted in the extreme South East Asian temperatures; Comb? I hate the person who invented it anyway, never used it in London and definitely NOT when I’m carrying a ten kilos backpack under the sun with an average of a 90% humidity! Shaving? Whenever I could I did  but then, I could not all the time and anyway, with time I realised that being immaculately shaved at all times is definitely overrated. Clean nice smelly clothes backpacking? What.Is.That? Get what I’m saying? The list could go on and on.

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The good news is that the bunch of them looked as terrible as I did therefore we were united by our disastrous appearances, worn out clothes and carefree attitudes and THAT, dress you up more than any fancy clothes. Setting free from the rate race that you leave behind puts you on a mindset that makes you more approachable, brave and attractive and that works wonder to have the world on your side, not against you.

Here’s the make up a backpacker woman wears; a fearless attitude, an approachable smile, and a carefree here I come and I’m bloody unstoppable attitude. What’s not to like about that  AND a tanned body? The combination worked perfectly because all of that plus the fact that I felt liberated enough to expose myself to experiences, brought me some joyful moments with the opposite sex.

There is something so intoxicatingly romantic about experiencing your sexuality in far away lands; it is the lack of judgment. The freedom to do anything anywhere gives you the attitude to approach situations with a desire to experience them fully and intensely.

Mind you, my own experience tells me that nothing that gets that intense disappears without leaving you without some sort of trace, even a little bit of a broken heart however and despite of I would not deny myself the pleasure of experiencing it for the world. I rather sit in my bed at night and feel tingles in my stomach when I close my eyes remembering the details of those moments than going mentally through the shopping list for the next week!

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And with the experience comes the knowledge. Of course Wikitravel and other similar tools can become your best friend whilst and before you travel but not all the knowledge is there (if you know what I mean…) For instance, hooking up with a local makes you some sort of modern sexual anthropologist; you get a really intimate insight into their lives! They possess a complex culture in comparison to ours, one that you get to experience very closely. That makes your travel experiences quite unique 🙂

Just be aware that with the complexity of their own culture, they also come up with attitudes that we may perceive as unacceptable or wrong but remember that if your trip is temporary, so it is everything else in it. That also unfortunately applies to their genre in general; that you are a backpacker puts you on people’s radar always for the good reasons but also because female backpackers we are perceived as temporary fun.

Do you want more intensity on this post? You will have to wait until I write “Backpacks and Sex II”. Of course, there are plenty of tales to share and I know you want to know!

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