Terrified Traveler

Here at Literally, Darling we have had a couple articles on how much fun traveling is, as well as advice on what to bring on trips. Our amazing writers make it sound so exciting and life affirming.

I, however, am terrified of traveling.

The only trip I have been on outside of the country was a one week trip to Japan, during which, as my mother loves to remind me, I wanted to come home by the second day. Despite my previous experience, I have signed up to go abroad for a whole semester in London. While I am excited to be going, I seem to become more anxious as the summer disappears. Each time I log onto my email to find a new email from my host university I experience excitement and anxiety all at once. I am quickly learning that planning to spend three months in a foreign country is less glamorous than I thought.

The origin of this anxiety started months earlier, at the beginning of my spring semester. My school required us to take a pre-departure, semester long class, which only increased my paranoia about living in a foreign country. Our second class was on drinking too much alcohol, which was followed by a lovely movie on rape and a discussion about rape culture in other countries. This class was informative and I am of the opinion that we need to have more discussions about rape culture. However, it seems like more disasters have happened to students studying abroad in the last five years. Amanda Knox and Natalie Holloway were both mentioned during this discussion. Add to that the recurring nightmare I have in which I am Liam Neeson’s daughter, only he never manages to save me.

Then there are all the warnings about being careful of pick-pockets, losing your passport, and getting lost in the big city. I do not think I realized just how large of a city London is until I looked at a map in one of my guidebooks. And let’s not talk about the fact that my fear of getting lost is exasperated by the fact that I have no sense of direction. Then there are the multiple differences between American and European universities, including the fact that I will be living in an apartment and cooking my own food. Cooking will certainly be an experience, and I plan on apologizing to my roommates in advance for the horrible smell of burnt food.

All of these things are adding to the overwhelming fear I have about being away from home. Even though I go to school in another state, I can just hop in my car or take a plane and be home the same day. I think what I am most afraid of is being homesick. Once I am in London, I cannot leave until the end of the term, which means missing Thanksgiving with my family, and missing my wacky family in general. This is compounded by my mother, who asks at least once a week, if I am sure I want to go to London. Every time she asks I get whiney and reply with an annoyed yes.

I do not like taking risks, especially when I feel out of control. The problem with my natural instinct to play it safe is that I would never do anything fun. I push myself to do these things because I cannot live my life in fear. So I will probably wake up several more times in a cold sweat when Liam Neeson doesn’t save me. Also, chances are pretty good that if you look on Facebook, you will probably see a status where I am ranting about my inability to navigate the Tube or cook something besides spaghetti for dinner. I am terrified, but I cannot let that paralyze me. So my walk from the waiting area in the airport to my seat on the plane might take longer than most, although I am certain that I can count on our editors, Hope and Katie to shove me onto the plane and strap me in, if I start to panic. Wish me luck Darlings, London’s calling.



Before you see Angela, you’re more likely to hear her. She is a product of her mother’s interesting (and somewhat hippy) approach to parenting, which sought to make sure she was heard, even when other people did not want to hear her; that parenting style created a somewhat sassy individual who geeks out for Star Wars, books of all genres, and all things political. A resident and lover of Northern Virginia since she was born, she lost her mind and decided going to school in Kentucky would be a good idea, and she was right! As a political science major with a pre-law focus she likes to spend her evenings watching trial footage and reading the news from the four different media sources that come straight to her phone. She likes political parties, and loves listening to them argue back and forth, but mostly she believes that America was founded on the principle of mutual respect for differing opinions, which is why she can be seen arguing for both sides of the isle. But mostly she just watches videos of sleepy kittens and grumpy cat memes.
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