Dangerous Travel Mindset

Dangerous Travel Mindset
I am going to East Timor, I think the place is quite safe, however there is the possibility of danger. It is interesting how my mind has went from the too comfortable Asia travel mode to a get ready to encounter trouble mode. I try to stay in the maximum alert mode all the time, it just does not happen.
I use the same safety strategies anywhere on the planet; I do not change my operating procedure just because it feels safe.
However, I do become lax. This is a problem, I know if and when I ever have my whole backpack swiped it probably will not be in some funky country, it will be in a place where I feel very safe.
I try to log in all my idea or thoughts onto my website, as I travel if I think of a good idea, see a solution I will file it away on the proper page. My 150 categories of HoboTraveler.com normally encompass all topics I need. Maybe now and then a sub-category.
It occurred to me the other day when I was reading the book - State of Fear - by Michael Crichton that in many ways I support this mentality. Not consciously, however generally my tips revolve around security and safety. There are many about how to live traveling, however most are about traveling safe.
I suppose in the end all are rooted in the idea of having no stress and being happy.
Mindset of Danger
I was feeling, I am going to be searched, or I would hope the Australian Army has a higher level of security. I hope they search me 5 times better than normal.
Hmm… I have 2 USA passports… this does not look good. I better hide or make one seem a little less obvious. Bali is one of the worst places on the planet for a long-term backpacker. There is no storage or I would leave one backpack in the hotel. Everyone that comes to Bali is here on a two week drunk vacation and boom girl of Jiggy Jiggy as they say here trip. I have not found the center of the backpacker universe.
Dangerous Travel Mindset


Andy of HoboTraveler.com
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When we ended up on a tour of the golden triangle by car, we had no choice but to leave our big backpacks in the car. We did not ever fully trust our driver until we had left him and knew he had not wronged us.

when he was not looking, we took photos of him and the car liscence plates. Memorised the address of the place we got sold the tour from. And kept our most valuable items and documents with us always. I was on constant high alert, and hard to relax.

The night before we left, he bought a big bottle of rum and we went into a resteraunt. We made sure we did not drink as much as he did, we needed to remain on-the-ball. Later, he gave us the rest of the bottle as a gift.

luckily, he was just a lovable drunk, and was trying to impress us so that we would reccommend him to others. However, I would be equally vigilant in the same situation again.

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