How One Ridiculous Fear Nearly Kept Me From Traveling

If there’s one common thread that prevents people from traveling the world, it’s fear. Fear of flying, of loneliness, of crowds, of trying new foods, of illness, of violence, of the unknown. It can certainly be healthy to have a little fear – that basic survival instinct keeps us alive, doesn’t it? As long as we use it to stay safe and not to hide out in the protective bubble of our comfort zones, respectful and rational fear is a really convenient way to survive.

Aviophobia

Aviophobia.

But what if it’s an irrational phobia keeping us grounded? If you’ve been along with me on this adventure for a while, you know I mostly write about the shiny, inspiring aspects of living the travel lifestyle. And if not shiny — certainly funny. Occasionally I’ll peek behind the curtain to discuss public relations, social media and blogging because I have a lot to say and a unique perspective from both sides. Once in a blue moon I’ll rant about bad customer service, but mostly everything around here is beautiful traveling deliciousness.

That is to say… I prefer to write comfortable stories that conveniently leave out my own personal fears and/or weaknesses. Meep. Instinctively, I push the fears out of sight where no one else can see them, and where I don’t have to deal with them.

In Costa Rica, I bonded with two women who share my biggest fear, and I realized that there are likely many more folks out there who suffer in the same way. This phobia nearly sidelined my whole travel lifestyle before it got off the ground, and I’d hate for that to happen to anyone else, so I decided to confront this (little) beast head-on… with a post.

What I’m afraid of is unfortunately… everywhere. In every country in the world. In lovely homes, luxury hotels, in the seediest hostels and the cleanest, on walls, in showers, in the market, on the floor right by your foot, hidden in the dark corners of your suitcase…

I can’t explain why I have this fear. Perhaps it’s the inimitable indestructibility, the crunchy, tank-like exterior or the way the object of my fear skitters and scatters when the lights turn on. (If you could see my face right now as I type… )

All I know is I’m petrified (so petrified that I can barely type the word) of … cockroaches.

Blech.

Per Wikipedia,

“A phobia is usually defined as a persistent fear of an object or situation in which the sufferer commits to great lengths in avoiding, typically disproportional to the actual danger posed, often being recognized as irrational. In the event the phobia cannot be avoided entirely, the sufferer will endure the situation or object with marked distress and significant interference in social or occupational activities.”

Galeophobia. (Incidentally, this is my favorite photo I ever took.)

Galeophobia. (Incidentally, this is my favorite photo I ever took.)

Y’all know I’m not a wimp. I’m not the least bit afraid of potentially deadly creatures like sharks, spiders or snakes. When I unwittingly sat on a snake on the toilet in Kenya, I didn’t even scream. I was all, “Oh gosh, a snake.” I’ve had one slither across my bare foot before and I barely blinked. I certainly didn’t run for my life, screaming like a madwoman. (Yes, I scream like a madwoman and run for my life when there’s a roach. I really do.) I smashed a spider with my bare hand just the other day. NBD.

Ophidiophobia.

Ophidiophobia.

When I spot a shark while diving or snorkeling, I actually smile underwater. I don’t swim in the other direction – I go toward the shark. Who does that? Especially in light of my reaction to a creature decidedly smaller and less dangerous?

It’s embarrassing for me to admit this cockroach issue, also known as katsaridaphobia, because it is so irrational and nonsensical. Would that I were afraid of meth heads or serial killers – that would make sense.

Or better yet, why couldn’t I be terrified of something I never encounter, like anteaters or handsome, straight, rich, single men?

Why do I have to be scared of the one creature that I can’t escape?

Arachnophobia.

Arachnophobia. Welcome to the jungle in Costa Rica.

Growing up in the American South, you can imagine I had my fair share of traumatic bug encounters. We Floridians face the most menacing of all roach species – the Palmetto bug — a flying weapon of the underworld that seems to exist only to ruin my life. (Now I’m sweating.) I haven’t slept in my family’s lake house for 20 years because there used to be quite the critter problem in the rustic cabin. How many times did we go out there for the weekend and at bedtime, I retired to my car? Yes, I slept in my car, alone in the woods, rather than face the possibility of seeing a palmetto bug in the house with my entire family.

Think I’m exaggerating? Nope. As long as I’ve been old enough to purchase my own pesticides, I’ve basically lived in a carcinogen cloud. Immediately upon entering a new space, no matter where I am, my eyes dart around the room looking for buggy movement. I couldn’t type cockroach into Google to research for this story because I knew images would appear and even seeing them on a screen sends me into a tizzy. (And you’ll notice there are no visual representations in any of the photos within this post. No way.) In college, I tried therapy at the Student Counseling Center – hey, 10 free sessions! Unfortunately my counselor suggested I go to the store to purchase some rubber cockroaches so I could SIT IN THE SAME ROOM WITH THEM. I never came back, and I’m pretty sure she now uses me as a case study. One of my top 3 reasons for considering getting married is to have a built-in cockroach eliminator.

Acrophobia

Acrophobia

If you can’t relate, you might be asking why I don’t just smash them.

I can’t. I just can’t. The sight of one sends me into a full-on panic. I cry, I swear uncharacteristically, I hyperventilate, I throw magazines, shoes and glassware with ninja precision.

I run away, fast and far. Sometimes I never come back to the place where I encountered the nasty critter.

As you might have guessed, katsaridaphobia greatly impacts the way I travel. The most important factor in choosing where I sleep, be it hotel, hostel or new apartment complex, is the absence of cockroaches. I could live in the worst neighborhood in town, and as long as my place was blissfully roach-free, I’d be happy to dodge bullets and drug dealers. Unfortunately, roaches are indiscriminate in their choice of living conditions … they’ll go anywhere.

I have changed travel plans many times to avoid potentially coming into contact with these dastardly fiends. Once, I was scheduled to take an overnight train from Vientiane, Laos, to Bangkok, Thailand, with my tour group. When our leader casually mentioned the roaches that one usually encounters on the dark train, I found the first Internet café I could and booked an expensive flight to Bangkok instead. I now check TripAdvisor for roach mentions, and I will not stay somewhere that has any such reviews.

This pic is surprisingly not the scariest thing that happened in Thailand.

This pic is surprisingly not the scariest thing that happened in Thailand.

Speaking of Thailand, I know everyone in the travel world thinks Chiang Mai is the bee’s knees, but I found it to be so roachy, I couldn’t wait to get out. I nearly mowed down a group of unsuspecting little old Thai ladies when a mass of roaches skittered near my feet in the market.

In another Thailand incident, I exploded out of my villa on Koh Yao Yai, utterly terrifying the groundskeepers and staff who were just going about their morning routines. I’d been brushing my teeth when I looked down and saw, you guessed it, a flipping cockroach, near my feet. In my haste to escape, I dropped the toothbrush in the sink and burst out of my room, literally foaming at the mouth. All the dear staff came running at the sound of my screams, only to see a hysterical Farang who looked to be in the throes of rabies. I ushered at least 7 workers into my room where I pointed out the villainous cretin.

“It’s dead,” said the groundskeeper, as everyone turned to look at me like I was insane.

“I KNOW!” He proceeded to pick it up with his bare hands and I ran out the door screaming yet again.

In Australia, I was just about to step in the shower when I saw an enormous creature standing sentinel on the drain. I ran out of the bathroom screaming and called the front desk for assistance. The response?

A typically Aussie, “Can’t you just kill it yourself, mate?”

Kill it myself?! I was more likely to kill the nonchalant man on the phone than I was to kill the roach.

Gatophobia.

Gatophobia. Kiki thinks my phobia is ridiculous.

Now, I pack pesticides and drain covers in my suitcase. I’m 100% more likely to choose a hotel with mosquito nets than without.

I could write a book about every cockroach experience I’ve ever had, because I remember them all so vividly. Each time is a trauma, worse than the last. So when folks tell me, “You’re so brave for traveling by yourself,” all I think of is how I’m actually terrified of a tiny, stupid bug, and how that one fear has shaped so many decisions I’ve made in my life.

So why am I confessing this silly, irrational fear to the whole Internet?

Because one of the reasons I almost didn’t travel around the world was because of this fear. I imagined all the roaches I might meet and all the ways their horrifying, barbed legs might touch me. (Dear God, I’m barely conscious right now just thinking of it.) I could’ve stayed home in my pesticide palace and done my best to avoid being scared out there in the roachy world.

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But I didn’t stay home. Sure, I had some roachy run-ins along the way, but I didn’t let my often debilitating phobia stop me from going after my dream of traveling around the world. 

f5281fbc001192dd79f918184d487f64There is a lot to be afraid of, real stuff, too — not just irrational fears of bugs. Whether your phobia is spiders, heights, ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand or men with pointy teeth, if a life of travel is what you want, don’t let any fear, big or small, get in the way. 

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What’s your biggest phobia? Has it ever kept you from traveling or doing something you wanted to do?

Do you have a horrifying roach tale? Cool. Please don’t tell me.

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  • September 25, 2014

    OH MY GOD I am the same way! I hate cockroaches too! It’s hard for me to even type the word. I know they can’t hurt me and it’s irrational, and like you I’m totally OK with snakes and I don’t even mind spiders, but roaches?! Nooooo!
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    • October 01, 2014

      Here I thought I was the only one who couldn’t even type the word cockro… well, you know. Solidarity!

  • September 25, 2014

    Wow, that is quite a phobia-but at least you don’t let it completely paralyze you. Our only phobia is doing things that make us unhappy, so we definitely stay far away from that! 😉

  • September 25, 2014

    Loved this post! I laughed out loud at the description of you running out of your guesthouse in Thailand looking like you had rabies 🙂
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    • October 01, 2014

      That was not my proudest moment! But it sure made a good story in hindsight =)

  • September 25, 2014

    And then you post a huge, menacing photo of my phobia without warning! Gee, THANKS, Ange.
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    • October 01, 2014

      I’m seriously an a-hole when it comes to you and shark photos. I always mean to censor/warn you! I need to design an app so you can plug in your phobia and it’ll automatically cleanse the internet for you.

  • September 25, 2014

    Oh my goodness!! Chiang Mai is the HOTBED for roaches. I won’t share my stories here, but yes, it is quite the roach-y city. I am glad you are able to travel, even with this fear. I love that you bring drain covers with you!
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    • October 01, 2014

      I am getting the heebie-jeebies just thinking of Chiang Mai!

  • September 26, 2014

    Can’t related to the roach thing — I lived in Brooklyn, hello — but as someone who has lived with a lifetime of anxiety issues, I have boatloads of empathy for you. I will remove roaches for you anytime.

    And in the meantime, WHAT are we going to do about this dire shortage of handsome, straight, rich, single men?
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    • October 01, 2014

      There is most certainly a man shortage and an overpopulation of cockroaches. I am petitioning the Lord for a reversal.

  • September 26, 2014

    I moved to the Philippines in 1999 and my first night, filled with jetlag, I saw my first cockroach…well actually my first 3 cockroaches. I wanted to puke.

    Now they don’t bother me so much but I can understand why people would have a phobia of them.
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    • October 01, 2014

      I’ve heard the Philippines can be quite roachy…. might need to have some wine before (and all during) my visit, if I ever make it there!

  • September 27, 2014

    aww poor thing! they are everywhere! I just found my kitten playing with one a couple…. oh wait you said not to tell you stories 😉
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    • October 01, 2014

      I’m doing the panic dance. Now go dip that kitty in the tub!

  • September 29, 2014

    Loved this post. I can relate because while I’m not afraid of cockroaches, I’m TERRIFIED of rats. And like cockroaches, rats (unfortunately) are everywhere. Strangely enough I saw far, far more in Chicago than I ever did traveling… I didn’t even see a single one in six weeks in India!
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    • October 01, 2014

      Ah, rats! I remember one time walking to my apartment in NYC and seeing one while chatting on the phone, and I was like, “Oh, a rat.” No big deal. If it had been a cockroach on the street I’d have been dead. Be careful out there!

  • September 30, 2014

    Ahhhh! I feel your pain–they are one of my biggest fears too…I could hardly read this without doing my little panic dance! I grew up in Minnesota where they are not very common, but after living in FL for a few years, I developed a serious fear of them–we ended up getting some in our apt and I am still completely traumatized!! Glad you haven’t let it stop you from traveling though! 🙂
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    • October 01, 2014

      The Florida critters are the worst! I can’t imagine growing up without them and THEN being exposed to their horrors…

  • September 30, 2014

    Omg. Okay, first of all, I sat here and giggled at almost this entire post – not AT you, but at the image of you screaming and flailing and scaring ladies with foaming toothpaste. Because I AM THE SAME WAY. About junebugs. Yes, those stupid green, iridescent nightmares that are blind and dumb and can’t hurt me in any way except bumping into me with a terrifying buzz. They scare the buh-jeezus out of me, to the point where I’ve had my own share of running, screaming, and flailing – and usually in humiliating public situations. Luckily, I’ve been able to recognize the environment in which they are usually found, and my ears sharpen for the sound of that first buzz – at which point I am inside, behind a screen door, anywhere I can be to get away from them.

    So don’t feel bad. And thank you for sharing your fear, as we all have “stupid” fears that keep us from doing certain things. The important thing is to not live in so much fear (whether it’s of a bug or flying or post-traumatic situations like a car accident) that we keep ourselves from living.

    Also, ten points for the Tangled reference at the end.
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    • October 01, 2014

      Love that someone finally caught the Tangled reference!

  • October 01, 2014

    I’m glad to have met someone who shares this fear with me!! (And I’m also glad my time in Costa Rica was cockroach free–give me that scorpion any day!)

    The whole time I was reading this, I literally felt anxious, thinking I would suddenly scroll down to see an image on one. Thanks for sparing everyone! 🙂
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    • October 01, 2014

      I didn’t see a single youknowwhat in Costa Rica and I really expected to! WHEW! And girl, I would NEVER put a pic of a youknowwhat on my blog… that’s just nasty!

  • October 05, 2014
    Kristina

    I am horrified by said creature after growing up in the northwest (very “icky” free) and living in Arizona. To the point I won’t go out for a walk after sundown there, I’ll pay way over market value for an apartment so long as there isn’t even one review on it saying its gad an incident, and won’t sleep right for weeks if one has ever even been near my place let alone I side of it. (Bad stories? OH YES boy do I got’em). Anyhow, I met the man of my dreams right after he backpacked through South America and also doing an internship there. Hearing all his tales, and always having an advenrurous nomadic spirit myself, I want nothing more then for us to explore the world together. Backpack, tents, randomness. This image gets destroyed almost because of how “icky” he’s told me South America is. The brief THOUGHT of one ever touching me again or the sound of their little stiletto legs engages a panic attack! I start trying to think where we can explore where I can still be “safe”. I hate this! I’d love advice…I’ve met the other half of my soul and I don’t want to stunt our shared dream of exploration all due to my extreme, debilitating, obsessive fear…

    • October 07, 2014

      You’re already well ahead of the game! Having your other half along for the ride means he can stomp in and frighten away youknowwhats. And he can smash them when necessary. You will be alright!

  • January 14, 2015
    Ken F

    I’m really glad to see that you haven’t let your phobia stop you from traveling the world but it does seem like it is still sometimes keeping you from fully enjoying those travels and that’s a shame. And for this reason its probably something you should deal with at some point.

    Phobias are usually attributable to some forgotten traumatic event in early childhood. For example I had a paralyzing fear of Black Widow spiders for most of my life and the only way I could get rid of it was to locate and remember in vivid detail the incident which set off the phobia in the first place. I was just a baby at the time and I was laying in one of those plastic baby carriers on the floor in the living room when this big Black Widow came crawling through the gap under the front door and made a b-line for me. It then started crawling up my left leg (luckily I was wearing one of those one-piece baby jump suits). At first I was not worried, as I was too young to know that it was anything to be afraid of. But then my mom saw it and immediately went into hysterics and started screaming “Its on the Baby!” This is of course a normal reaction for a parent to have but unfortunately what happens in these situations is that the parent’s terror gets transferred into the child at that moment and stays there. In other words, if my mother had stayed perfectly calm no phobia would have developed later in life. Anyway the spider kept climbing up me until it got to my neck at which point it crawled around to the back of my neck to hide. Luckily my older sister’s boyfriend was there at the time and he came to the rescue by careful lifting my head up and then flicking the spider off my neck.

    Anyway the point is you may have had a similar experience when you were a small child, only involving a cockroach. And if you don’t have time to rehabilitate your memory to the point where you can uncover such things in your past there are also therapies which involve simply gradually confronting the thing you are afraid of (easier said than done obviously). Supposedly G.Gordon Liddy got over his fear of rats by killing and eating one.

    Incidentally, I have been to Thailand over a dozen times and all told have spent more than a year in country and I wouldn’t say they have any more of a roach problem than anyplace else. In fact I would say the place I’ve lived with the worst roach problem was Honolulu, although Tokyo also had its share of them (as I’m sure does NYC).

    Speaking of Tokyo, when I was living there I once had a close encounter with another disgusting creature. I was on a date one Saturday night and we were at this hip and trendy American restaurant in Shimokitazawa. My date was sitting in the bench seat with her back to the wall and while we were looking at the menu the biggest rat I’ve ever seen in my life ran along the seat back and passed right behind her head without her even noticing it. In hindsight I probably should have just kept quiet about what I saw because after I told her she was freaked out for the rest of the night. She was afraid to even lean back and get comfortable in her seat and her eyes were constantly darting around. So guys, if you ever see a giant rat run behind your date in a restaurant just keep it to yourselves.

    Back to roaches though I can’t remember ever seeing one in any of the hotels rooms, condos, or houses I’ve ever stayed at in Thailand. Sure you can see them on the streets but not to the degree that it bothers me. And I personally find cockroaches to be the most disgusting creatures on the planet. As long as I can keep them out of my living space I’m happy though.

    By the way, once this Issan girl I know ate some giant fried cockroaches right in front of me. I almost lost my lunch seeing that so I’m sure it’s something that you definitely could not handle seeing. I can still hear that crunching sound in my head and I can see that lone cockroach leg sticking out of her mouth and resting on her lip as she chewed – DISGUSTING!

    Anyway I’m glad that I don’t share your phobia because the best food by far in Thailand is always to be found in the hole-in-the-wall places in back allies with dirty plastic tables and chairs. I don’t think you would ever be comfortable eating in such places though. Of course if you want cleaner surroundings, believe it or not, you can actually often find great Thai food (not to mention dirt cheap) at department store food courts. If you go to a restaurant that looks nice by western standards though – and especially if most of the customers are White – the food is going to be crappy 9 out of 10 times. You have to get into the dirty nooks and crannies to find the best things in Thailand and unfortunately that means sometimes dealing with roaches.

  • June 08, 2015

    Cockroaches are disgusting. I used to live in Taiwan for a few years and some of the places I stayed had quite a few cockroaches. Luckily I don’t have an extreme fear of them, in fact it was quite easy for me to adapt to seeing them every now and then. I think that is the best we can do when it comes to cockroaches besides extermination.

  • July 31, 2015

    Oh man, I know exactly what you’re talking about, but no one should let their fears stop them from seeing the world! I just wrote about some of my fears while traveling, they’re a little more odd ball, and out there, but I think making it funny helps 🙂 Check it out and let me know what you think. http://www.cameraandcarryon.com/travel-fears-and-crazy-thoughts/
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  • July 13, 2016
    Tina Cuebas

    I am fearless and extremely adventurous… Except for THIS roach fear. I was raised in Florida and the childhood memories still haunt me. I’ve tried the “rubber roach” exposure and it’s helped some. In that, now I can hold the RUBBER roach… However, my greatest love and passion is travel and… The beach! Ughhhh…

    I usually travel with my home made concoctions (bay leaves, catnip, boric acid, and my essential oil repellents, bleach in drains, etc…) but my recent trip to Florida, I came in contact with several outside (flying)
    and it has really set me back.

    I deeply appreciate your vulnerable confession and would love to hear more on how you have persevered. Tips? (Like the drain stops!- genius)

    All of my passions, interests, business ideas, etc revolve around beachfront areas… Yet, I feel I may die without pressing past this debilitating paralyzing phobia to live the life I truly desire.

    Are there places you’ve traveled, you feel have less “sightings” or encounters with these dreadful beasts than others?

    I have discovered the warmth and humid locations are what enables them to “dive bomb” and dryer or cooler areas they do not take flight as often or as easily. – so… I’ll just forget EVER visiting Hawaii or Asia.
    Anymore resources or material you’ve come across that’s helped?

    Any beautiful beaches I could live near without the nighttime fear of seeing them in action? Ughhhh

    Crippled yet yearning for freedom from this lifelong fear,

    Tina

    • November 01, 2016

      Thank you for your comment! You are not alone in this, that’s for sure. I’ve found Northern places like Canada & Alaska have been pretty roach-free. I actually haven’t seen many on my journeys to Hawaii – now foot-long centipedes in my living room, those I have seen. Floridian Flying You-Know-Whats are the worst. Wishing you luck in your travel endeavors! Please keep me posted on any new avoidance methods you find!

  • August 07, 2016
    Milla

    omg – at this very moment I am searching through reviews of hostels and hotels in Chiang Mai, as I’m going there next week. In Vietnam now – and managed to neurotically find myself a roach free place. Plastered every ventilation with mosquito net – it took 4 hours – sprayed the whole place down – oh and the building is new. I was the first to live in this apartment. Everytime I eat – I have my alcohol spray to wipe over anything that may have been touched with a bread crump. Still I’m afraid. What if… when will it show. And now – how am I going to find a hostel in Chiang Mai – for a reasonable price – without roaches. Please tell me if you know of one. I’m scared… going for a volunteer workshop I’m doing there….but I’m scared…Alone traveller…scared of roaches…I thought I was alone in it. Glad to see I’m not. Thanks for the great post – and please share with me hostels/hotels you know are roach free in Chiangmai and Bangkok. My two last stops bf heading back to Japan ( where I also insanely looked for a roach free apartment, and succeeded, so far..by having a company come and spray it down – and freezing my garbage, not having anything laying around ever) – best wishes to you from a teammate:)

    • November 01, 2016

      I’m wishing you good luck in your traveling adventures! It sounds like you take all the right precautions, and you are certainly not alone in this phobia. I’m cheering you on from Florida!

  • August 07, 2016
    Milla

    oh – and I brought roach-traps from Japan. but have run out. spent them here in vietnam. oops.

  • October 30, 2016
    Sheetal

    I came across this article while researching u know what. I’m going to Krabi, Thailand next month. Have read over 12 thousand reviews to find out where I can stay to avoid encountering one of these. If any one has any suggestions, pls help! Btw I was jittery & giggling while reading this. Can so relate to how funny it seems later but at that moment it is the most terrifying thing in the world. Cheers!

    • November 01, 2016

      I wish you good luck! I found Thailand to be particularly filled with those-creatures-we-wont-speak-of. But I’m sure no more filled with them than say, my home state of Florida. I think I just had bad luck. You will do great!!

  • December 18, 2016

    i found your article as a first hit when googling ‘travelling fear of insects’ 😂 and i am
    very glad you wrote it. for me it’s all kind of insects and spiders that might uncontrollably approach me out of nowhere. especially in the night. we are planning a long trip and i discard houses on airbnb that bare too many options for animals to get in.. or that have too much garden, or were the entrance is covered with greens.. i feel so stupid about it, cause i would love to be in a green oasis in the middle of nowhere ^^ and i hate that i am standing in my own way.. maybe i just need to book the worst house ever and hope that i can get used to it 😉 so anyway.. thanks for sharing!
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  • December 31, 2016

    THANK YOU ANGIE! I have a shockingly bad phobia of snakes and have been travelling in snakey zones for a while now (Cambodia was the worst but Spain was pretty bad too). It’s sooooo amazing to know other people have these phobias to deal with whilst travelling and they don’t let it affect them. You are so brave and I often feel so sorry for people with a phobia of something more commonly seen than a snake. Thank you for making me feel like I’m less alone and kudos for getting out there and staring fear down to show it who’s boss!

    • March 03, 2017

      No, Sarah, thank YOU! I appreciate your thoughtful comment. And I’m proud of you for getting out there and fighting your snake phobia like a champ!

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