Most single women avoid traveling alone abroad.
I know I did. Until I got a job that involved traveling alone every month, at which point I had to face the realities of being a single woman traveler.
I’ve had to use the men’s room more times than I can count. I’ve been proposed to by a stranger (thanks to a short skirt). I’ve even had to avoid another traveler whose psychopathic tendencies turned my friendly conversation into some sort of deep friendship.