When solo women travelers confess their lives and loves with you
To be honest, I had been wanting to write about my brush with a few solo women travelers for quite some time.The thought was there but I wasn’t sure about its articulation.
I am using the word, ‘brush’ because never in my life had I expected to spend long hours with this set of people.
Friends, I had never even expected that I will turn a travel professional. Writing travel stories was all I knew.Never in my wildest dreams, had I imagined that I will take women travelers around in Delhi!
But as the knowledgeable say, one doesn’t have any control over one’s destiny. The same thing applied to me as well and here I am a full fledged travel professional who takes people around historical places in Delhi.
I will not be long winded so let me come straight to the point. I am just letting you know my challenges of handling the emotional outbursts of some of my solo women guests.
Confessions of solo women travelers
The Girl who sees ghosts
I am not joking with you when I tell you with all seriousness that this lady indeed communicates with spirits, ghosts, and other supernatural entities.
I first met, N, more than three months back after she responded to one of my event calls. She wanted to explore Delhi, particularly the abandoned places of the city. N was very clear that she wanted to accompany me alone.
N was very clear that she wanted to accompany me alone.
‘No other guests’, she insisted at the time of booking the tour. I made a feeble protest but then she was clear with what she wanted. ‘Fair enough’, I replied weakly.
When the trip began, she was absolutely silent. N was hanging on to each word that I spoke. She seemed to me to be quite an impressionable student. But I felt uncomfortable. I expect my guests to be vocal. If they don’t speak up, it means I am a boring speaker.
In the second hour of the trip, N began to loosen up- what she did, where she grew, her education etc.
I was mildly amused.
A life troubled
At the beginning of the third hour, her words had started coming out in a torrent
Separated from her husband
Deep into spirituality
source site GHOSTS
As she vented her emotions, her trials, and tribulations, I did not know what to do.
I was at a loss for words.
Should I have probed her further?
Or kept silent?
Or just maybe placed a comforting arm around her shoulders?
The last option was simply not possible.
I was plain dumbfounded as she shared the details of her troubled marriage with me. She told me she had married of her own will and had gone against her parents. A couple of years down the line, she divorced her Aussie husband.
Took up the job of an air-hostess in a major airline. Rose to the top of her department.
Quit the job.
enter site Became spiritually inclined when she thought she was hearing voices of her dead relatives.
The Karaoke Champion
V had landed from a foreign country and was on her way to Ladakh when she decided to explore the Chandni Chowk area of Delhi.
We met at a convenient point and began walking down the crowded alleys of Old Delhi. Unlike N, V was a quite a chatty woman. She quizzed me about the various run down buildings of the Chowk area, gazed at the attractive saris displayed in the shops and generally laughed a lot.
Did this new bride make it safely to her home ? http://www.ahauntedtravel.com/solo-travel-india-train-woman-new-bride/
A happy soul, I wondered to myself.
But was she a chirpy soul really?
I was in for some shock treatment.
V pretended to be happy. Like N, she too was separated from her hubby, had two grown up kids and worked in a foreign country.
Kids indifferent to her
Parents dead set against her divorce
http://universityofhellpress.com/here_front_cover_sm/ SEXUALLY ABUSED IN CHILDHOOD
This time, I had readied myself for this kind of an emotional fusillade. Patiently, I heard all her outpourings.
She told me she was a Science topper in her school.
Met Barrack Obama as part of her MBA course
Was a Karaoke champ in her office
Worked in a Big 4 consulting company
I must say that these two outings with these solo women travelers have been kind of an eye-opener to me. But some questions still trouble me;
Do most solo women travelers escape their lives by traveling alone?
Just why do they trust a stranger ( in this case it was me) and share their precious secrets with him?
Do you have any answers?
And since you are here reading up to this, hopefully, a wonderful account of these two wonderful ladies, let me recommend a few blogs of some remarkable solo women travelers.