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Movies like The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, The Holiday, and Notting Hill had built an image in our minds that whenever we travel to a different country, there’s a possibility that we could meet a very attractive/romantic guy who could sweep us off our feet. A man who will hold our hand while strolling through their country’s finest tourist spots
When I was a little girl flipping through my mother’s photo album from her semester abroad and dreaming of my own, I never contemplated that I would be warned or discouraged or worried about more than the boys were
My shoulders tense up every time I pass a group of men standing outside a bar, especially when I’m navigating the impossibly narrow sidewalks that line the winding streets of Strasbourg. I lower my head, watching my feet, and try to make myself as small as possible. As I pass the group of men, the guys start to catcall and whistle, and I feel humiliated, but also angry
Paris is widely known as the most romantic city in the world and I believe it. What could be more romantic than a friend, boyfriend, husband, etc. fighting off skeevy predators for the one he loves? While living and studying in Valencia, Spain this semester, I’ve had the opportunity to travel, for the first time, without my parents, chaperones, or restrictions