When asked about the places we have been, questions always arise about fear. Were you afraid to walk alone there? Were you afraid you were going to be robbed? Were you afraid you would not understand the language?
Always, with confidence, I have answered “no”.
But there is one fear I do have when traveling, and it is an irrational one I have never shared on this blog.
I am afraid of not being able to find a bathroom.
This has never happened. I have never been sick and unable to find a facility. I have never been on the verge of a bladder burst without seeing a familiar sign. Never.
But the fear remains. It is strong, and at times feels like a panic to me. What if I am in the customs line and I have to go? What if the “fasten seat belt” sign comes on and I have to go?
These scenarios have never happened, but the fear remains. I learn the word for “bathroom” in whatever country we are in. I check the maps in the guidebooks. I practice due diligence and keep my eyes peeled, even when I don’t currently have to go. Because what if I have to go later? I can always remember where that last bathroom was.
Thankfully, it does not keep me from traveling. However, it is a super annoyance to Wandering Sean. But, hey, how many husbands can say that their wife knows how to say “toilet” in 27 languages? (okay, maybe not that many, and maybe it is not something to really brag about)
How about you? Do you have any fears, rational or irrational, that surface when you travel? How do you handle them?