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Learn more about her and her work at roux roamer.About the author : Melissa D. Jones is a designer, marketer, artist, traveler, photographer, foodie and creative entrepreneur. She runs her own business, extracting inspiration and elements from around the world to help women entrepreneurs and businesses achieve brilliant design. Living for travel, adventure and new experiences she's photographed her way around 40 countries (and counting!) and wrote all her travel knowledge into a book Women with Wanderlust: A Guide to Roaming.
Book : Women with Wanderlust ( A guide to Roaming)
Author : Melissa D. Jones
Genre : Non Fiction, Inspirational, Solo Travel, Budget Travel, Women's Travel
Available worldwide Amazon Kindle stores : US Amazon, UK Amazon and in all other Amazon Kindle stores.
Reviews : 15 so far, all 5 stars at Amazon Reviews
We had no idea how far the airport was from there or even what direction. We knew that a ride to the airport should have cost no more than a few dollars. We had three. We ran around the corner to the first group of scooters we could find and offered them three dollars to take us to the airport. They discussed it and at first told us no. We persisted and they agreed for the three dollars. We hopped on the back of the bike; three people, two large bags and two smaller bags. That was one time I wished I had a selfie stick. Maybe the only time I ever wished that. Ever.
We were riding along to what we thought was the airport but we really had no idea. We trusted that we made the right move. A few minutes into the journey and the driver said, "Where are you going again?" I couldn’t believe it but I hadn’t lost hope...yet. I told him every word I could think of for airport, plane and travel. I even showed my plane wings (arms outstretched) as if he could see me behind him. He said, “Ok, ok.” Phew, I thought we’d done it.... or at least I hoped.
We drove along for another few minutes and he said he couldn’t take us all the way to the airport because the gates were closed. Now, this is surprising, as I didn't think that we could communicate a few minutes ago. I told him to just get as close as he could. We pulled up just outside the terminal. We paid him, thanked him and ran off to the terminal.
If at some point you don’t ask yourself, ‘What have I gotten myself into?’ then you’re not doing it right. — Roland Gau