Scammed Abroad? Not Me… But Almost! Spot These Red Flags Before You’re Next!
It happened in Kyiv. I was on my way to meet some friends for a few pints on a Friday night in a small basement pub back in the day called “The Drum” or “Baraban”.
It happened in Kyiv. I was on my way to meet some friends for a few pints on a Friday night in a small basement pub back in the day called “The Drum” or “Baraban”.
Everyone’s got that one friend, you know the one…
I assumed “everyone speaks English” and “the customer is always right.” Turns out, I was embarrassingly wrong!
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It’s useless.
We’ve all been there, returning home from a trip feeling more drained than when we left.
You just landed in Tbilisi or Kyiv, fresh off the plane, feeling like a seasoned traveler.
After all, you’ve tackled the Paris Metro, survived a tuk-tuk ride in Bangkok, and even navigated New York City without getting scammed into a $40 hot dog.
What could possibly throw you off here?
I once made a man in Ukraine go from smiling to staring at me like I’d just asked for his bank PIN and his grandmother’s secret borscht recipe in one breath.
The first time I moved abroad, I thought I was just changing my location. I didn’t realize I was about to reprogram my brain.
I used to think I was a pretty savvy traveler.
I’ve navigated post-Soviet Ukraine in the late ’90s, dodged aggressive taxi scams in Tbilisi, Georgia, even survived the on-street survey scams of Phuket, Thailand.
But then I almost booked a hotel that didn’t even exist.