I have been tramping for a couple years now through Central America, Asia, Africa, and Europe. This is a lady's journey through the world, traveling and backpacking on a budget. Who says tramping isn't for women? Here are travel essays about the folly of being a wondering woman, with tips and guides for females on the road.

5/15/2008

Intruders in my Hotel Room

I was sitting in my hotel room relaxing in my underwear and reading. I heard a rustle and the dueña of my hotel was showing a group of Israelis the room across the hall. They turned my door knob, and then stopped. I heard the dueña tell them not to open my door because that room is occupied.

This was a close call.

I continued reading. A few minutes later I heard the Isrealis again. This time they actually did open the door and looked at me in my underwear. They slowly cracked it like they were being sneaky, looked at me, and closed it, without saying sorry or excuse me or anything.

Ok, so now these males have barged in on me after they were already told that the room is occupied AND they saw me in my underwear.

I do not like people randomly coming into my hotel room. I do not like strange boys seeing me in my underwear.

I put some pants on and went out to accost them. My heart was pumping. I turn into a bull when I am mad.

“Hey” (This was the angry hey not the nice hey)

They smile and say “Hey” (as if I had said the nice hey, and maybe they thought I liked giving them a free show)

I tell them not to open my door. They said they were looking for their room. I know they had already been shown their room. I do not like people coming into my hotel room uninvited like this. This is rude. This is why people do not like Israeli travelers. I would never ever think of walking into someone’s hotel room like that, after I was even distinctly told not to. These boys didn’t even think it rude enough to apologize to me for. Different standards.

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