I don’t know what it is when you go to another country by yourself, but you always seem to attract very interesting people. I sat down at a café, having a lovely and overpriced breakfast. I was very happy in my solitude, googling how Tel Aviv is the friendliest city for LGBT+ people, when a guy decided to sit at my table and offered me a book. If my face screams “sit with me and read a fairytale at the sound of bossa nova” that’s a label I gladly embrace. A Hebrew book. He was probably in his 20s. From South Africa. Quite handsome, if we might add. I told him I couldn’t read Hebrew, and he deciphered the plot for me.
We don't take granted for everything when it comes to stranger especially during traveling, we are in our best version of ourselves yet also being so vulnerable. 🤍 your writing
Very nice article, enjoy reading it. When you are single and free spirit, marrying a stranger while traveling is a real possibility and people actually have done that.
Maybe I should marry the stranger in the bus
I love this story! So unique and insightful. Raw but beautiful. <3
We don't take granted for everything when it comes to stranger especially during traveling, we are in our best version of ourselves yet also being so vulnerable. 🤍 your writing
Very nice article, enjoy reading it. When you are single and free spirit, marrying a stranger while traveling is a real possibility and people actually have done that.