My Biggest Travel Fear Is That One Day I’ll Regret Everything

I’ve been in many scary travel scenarios over the years.

In Chile, I missed my night bus to a new city. The only people I could ask for help were two bus drivers in an empty parking lot.

In Colombia, on my second day in the country, my friend and I missed our bus stop. So, we had to walk twenty minutes in the dark, on the side of the road, all the way back to the finca (a Colombian country house).

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Patones de Arriba: How to Break into a Ghost’s Home in this Spanish Village

I had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to go home for Christmas.

Thanks, corona.

So, I decided on Plan B: spend the winter holidays in sunny Cadiz, a port town in Andalusia. Because if I’m going to spend Christmas alone, I may as well spend it alone at the beach, right?

I planned the trip. A few days in Cadiz, and a day trip to Tarifa, the southernmost city in Spain. I was about to book the Airbnb and the bus tickets. No one could sto—

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