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My 3 strangest travel moments

I’ve had a few moments on my travels that have been truly bizarre.

Many travel bloggers write about the great experiences they have, but to be honest, sometimes travel is just plain weird. I have so many stories that I regularly pull out at the pub or when a particular country is mentioned, and in true American Pie style I start with “There was this one time, in Ukraine…”.

A few weeks ago I wrote about my 3 worst travel moments, today I’ll be telling the stories of the 3 strangest things that have happened to me while abroad.


The basketball player – Los Angeles, USA

Hollywood Boulevard, USAHollywood Boulevard, LA

Sitting on a lounge chair by the pool at a budget hotel in West Hollywood, I was glad I’d decided to stay in for a relaxing day. Having been to LA before, I felt no need to see the sights for a second time. It was the last stop on a 5 week trip through USA with my brother and he was out traipsing Disneyland with some friends we’d met while travelling.

I had the whole place to myself and was immersed in a novel. My reading was interrupted by an “Excuse me”. Looking up, I was faced by the tallest guy I’d ever seen.

“I saw you from my room window, and thought you were really cute so I came to say hi”.

Oh my god. This guy is like 7 foot and looks as though he’s straight from the NBA. The top of my head wouldn’t even come up to his chest.

I sheepishly said hello back and was immediately asked the question of where my apparently gorgeous accent is from.

He proceeded to explain how he was a professional basketball player, how he personally knew Adam Sandler, how he was heading to a party with a bunch of celebs tonight and how he’d like me to come along with him.

Having no idea if any of this was true or not, I was stumped. As flattering as it was to be asked out, I really didn’t feel like accompanying this stranger to an LA party where there may or may not be celebs, excessively tall basketball players, sketchy drugs and whatnot.

I responded with “Uhhh… I actually have a boyfriend back in Australia… I’m sorry!”. He seemed rather disappointed.

As he offered to give me a hug on his way out, I realised I was right about my head not passing his chest. My short arms barely made it around his torso. So awkward.

And that is the story of how a tiny 5 foot 2 Australian was asked out by an apparently famous 7 foot American basketball player.


The ruined city – Christchurch, New Zealand

Christchurch, New Zealand

It’s not often that you get to travel somewhere immediately after it’s been hit by a natural disaster.

My flight landed in Christchurch around 10:30 PM. I had decided on a spontaneous solo getaway to New Zealand, only 2 months after the earthquake of February 2011. My tour would start in Christchurch and head up through the north island to Auckland.

I hopped on an airport bus to take me to my hotel. A few other passengers were on board, who spent the journey discussing the earthquake with the driver and questioning her about the affect it had on the city.

Everyone else was slowly discarded at their various hotels until it was just me and the driver.

“Would you like to come sit up front?” she said. “I can show you a few things on the way.”

Happy for the chance to get a personal driving tour of the city, I thought sure, why not.

She told me that there had been an aftershock about half an hour before my flight landed. The airport had closed temporarily, but it was reopened soon after. The aftershocks were still coming every couple of days, she said. I started worrying that I wouldn’t sleep that night as I’d be thinking about the room shaking at any given moment.

Christchurch, New Zealand

We drove along a road that had partially collapsed in the earthquake. The side that had sunk a few feet into a riverbank was closed off, but the other side was still open for vehicles. I silently hoped it was stable as we made our way along it.

She drove me by the area of a few square blocks in the city centre that had been cordoned off due to building collapses, and told me about the people she knew that had fled Christchurch to stay with family members in other cities, abandoning their homes as they were terrified of another earthquake.

My driving tour came to an end as we pulled up at the budget hotel I’d booked. It was one of the only places left open in the city and it seemed I was the only one willing to stay there.

Christchurch, New Zealand

Christchurch, New Zealand

The next day I explored some more of the city by foot.

I’d visited Christchurch 4 years earlier so it was incredibly sad to see this once vibrant city so empty, but I was intrigued by the areas of rubble and destruction caused by a natural disaster (my fascination with dark tourism emerging). I searched for the road we’d driven along the night before to get some photos, walked by the famous Christchurch Cathedral which had mostly collapsed, and peeked in through the cordoned off area to spy on the clean up.

Being in the city post earthquake felt… odd. I didn’t have any personal connections with people affected by the earthquake, but a bizarre mix of emotions surfaced nonetheless. Lucky for me there were no aftershocks while I was there.


The Ukrainian Guy – Kiev, Ukraine

Kiev, Ukraine

I suspected that Ukraine might be a little strange.

It was the day the riot police arrived in Kiev (see my full protest story here). Curious to see what all the fuss was about, Robert and I decided to take an evening walk around the city.

While I was snapping a some photos of the intimidating police with helmets and shields, a young Ukrainian man approached us and politely asked where we were from and what we were doing here while the protest was on. We explained that we’d already planned to travel here before the protest began but decided to come anyway as it didn’t seem too dangerous yet. “You guys are crazy!” he joked, then “I’ll show you my favourite part of Kiev. Follow me!”

Umm, ok… We were in a foreign country, in the middle of a political protest, and being asked to follow some guy we’d just met. Understandably we were a little skeptical, but he seemed like a nice guy. Exchanging a confused look, we started behind him. As long as he didn’t want to take us down any dark alleyways or into sketchy looking buildings, we figured we’d be ok.

Walking along some snow-covered streets, he kept pointing out ice patches so we wouldn’t slip. Still feeling a little worried that this guy was about to sell us to the underground Ukrainian sex trade, we quizzed him a few times as to where he was taking us but he wouldn’t say, only “Just believe me!”

A fancy hotel appeared to be our destination when we stepped up to the front entrance 10 minutes later. He led us inside to the elevator and hit the button for the top floor. As the doors parted, we realised it was a restaurant. An incredibly fancy restaurant, that happened to have a balcony with an absolutely spectacular view of Kiev.

We both sighed in relief.

Kiev, Ukraine

The restaurant staff didn’t want to let us in without buying anything, but our Ukrainian guy managed to sweet talk them into it.

After taking a few photos of the view, he asked us if we’d like to head to a traditional Ukrainian café he knew of. We’d actually visited the mentioned café earlier that day so we knew it wasn’t some dingy dangerous place and that this guy wasn’t likely to mug us. We accepted his invitation.

Kiev, UkraineDrinking Ukrainian coffee in the café earlier that day

The restaurant had a few cats wandering about and the owner joked that they ran the place. Being a cat person, I thought this was super cute. The Ukrainian guy picked up one of the cats for a cuddle. All was going well, until he bit the cat’s ear.

Yes. He actually put the cat’s ear in his mouth and bit it.

The cat was obviously not enjoying having its ear mangled by a being 10 times larger than itself and was trying to get away. I was horrified and told the guy to stop, which he didn’t.

We freaked out, and fled back out the door of the café.

The street outside was snowy but we ran as fast as we could until we got around the next street corner. I chanced a glance behind me and thankfully he wasn’t following. The remainder of our walk back to the hostel was spent discussing the bizarre events of the evening. It was difficult to comprehend what just happened. What did happen? I still don’t know what to make of it.


Have you had any strange experiences while travelling? Share yours with us in the comments!

Ashlea Wheeler

Blogger & Photographer at A Globe Well Travelled
I'm Ashlea, an excitable Australian who loves photography and exploring the world. Find out more about me.

28 Responses to “My 3 strangest travel moments”

  1. Tessa / Bramble & Thorn

    Wow, these are definitely some unique travel experiences! I travelled to Japan about a month after the tsunami hit Fukushima so it was quite an interesting experience, from threat of radiation to eerily quiet streets in Tokyo.

    Tessa at Bramble & Thorn

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      Oh wow, that would have been a really eerie experience. Did you get some interesting photos of the affect it had on Japan?

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  2. Kayti Clayton

    Oh my gosh! The cat story is so strange!! At least he waited to bring on the weird until after you saw that amazing view.

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  3. Kiersten Childs

    I’ve never been abroad (I live in the USA) but I did have a strange travel experience a couple of years ago. I had a summer job in Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming. The day before I was supposed to report for my job, I flew into Bozeman, Montana. It’s a lovely college town about an hour from Yellowstone. I checked into my hotel and walked a few blocks downtown to buy some food. I was walking back with a bag of food in my hand when I was approached by this hippy looking guy in some terrible looking dreads. He tried to ask me out on a date and kept trying to get me to say yes. I told him I was leaving in the morning and was not interested. I even told him I had a boyfriend waiting for me back at the hotel even though I was single at the time. It was just strange and he was not the kind of guy I go for. Once I was able to break away, I cut past some shrubbery and went into a back door of the hotel I was staying at just in case he followed me.
    Kiersten | KiwiCat

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  4. Kathi

    I went to Christchurch about 8 weeks before and then again 6 weeks after the earthquake. What a difference! It was shocking to see the empty streets, destroyed building and not being able to walk anywhere because most of the inner city was still fenced in. The contrast was even more obvious because I enjoyed a few nice and unusual hot summer days on my first visit. The second time it was grey and rainy. We also had a small aftershock but it was alright.

    That Ukrainian guy biting the cat’s ear must have been so weird!

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      That would have been a fascinating experience Kathi, seeing the city right before and after the earthquake. I can imagine the difference would have been substantial! I had grey and rainy days when I was there too, the weather was definitely reflecting the mood of the city.

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  5. megan

    Wow these really were some strange travel experiences. Love the travel stories you share, thanks for sharing them with us.

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  6. Lizzie

    Haha that cat story is just… bizarre! What was he trying to do?! What was he hoping to do?! Did he think you’d be okay with it?! So many questions.

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      I have no idea Lizzie! I honestly don’t know what to make of it. Why did he seem normal at first if he was just going to go full weirdo on us later? Did he like animal cruelty? And what didn’t he stop when I asked him to? Such confusion!

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  7. Sam

    In 2011 I had bright red hair and went to China. While in Beijing, all these people kept coming up to me with their babies and kids and took pictures with me. It was so weird! Our interpreter, Chen Yi, said it was they thought I looked like Hermione Granger. And for the whole trip I was getting my picture taken. It was weirder for the black people on our trip (I say black because one was Scottish, one Nigerian, and the other girl was american) because people came up and would touch their skin. But like kinda wipe their skin and then move their fingers around to see if the color came off. Very strange, but I couldn’t imagine what it’s like to see someone who looks so different from everyone else you’ve ever seen.

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      That happened to me in China too (but with my regular blonde hair, not your bright red)! I think it’s because many of the Chinese don’t get to see many foreigners, so when they do spot one they get a little excited. What they did with the skin is just weird! Thanks for sharing your story Sam!

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  8. Ashley

    I cannot get over the cat thing…that is mega strange. I would have hightailed it as well.

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      Oh man, we were out of there so fast! And running along that icy street, I’m unsure how we managed to make it around the corner without slipping!

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  9. Skeeter

    I totally agree with Christchurch. There was also a smaller earthquake in in 2010, and we were there after that hit, in December of 2010 just a short bit before the 2011 one. The city had a lot of damage then, but was still a beautiful and vibrant city. I was so sad to see the destruction that the 2011 earthquake caused, but was so happy that we had a chance to see the city before it hit.

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      It definitely was a sorry looking place after the earthquake 🙁 But still, I believe it’s recovered well, and hopefully the city is more prepared if something like that happens again.

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  10. Beau

    Great stories! Being an average Australian guy myself, I like how you passed up a famous American basketball player for your Australian boyfriend!

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      Haha thanks Beau! I actually did have a boyfriend back in Australia so I was being honest. Even if I didn’t though, there is no way in hell I could visualise myself with this guy. He was tall, lanky, muscly, and black, and I am very tiny!

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  11. Allison

    I think the last story where the guy started biting the cat’s ear is the most bizzare story out of the three! People don’t normally guide random foreigners to a fancy restaurant and to other places. I wonder what this guy’s motive was!

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      It really was a bizarre experience! I’m still confused about his motive, especially as he did just show us this spectacular view of Kiev. I may never know 😛

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  12. chantelle paige

    HAHAHAH! I live in LA and absolutely loved your bball player story! Way too funny. Your blog is great, I really have enjoyed reading through it! I’m new to the world of blogging and would absolutely love any feedback you’re willing to give 😀

    http://www.romcomcation.com

    Sending my best,
    Chantelle

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      It was rather odd but hilarious at the time! Thanks Chantelle, I’m glad you’re enjoying my blog 😀 If you have any suggestions of what you’d like me to write about, let me know and I’ll do my best to include it in a future post.

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  13. Daniela

    Oh my god, the cat story is actually scaring, I would have cried or something.

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  14. Diane

    My gosh, did the Ukrainian guy actually bite the cat’s ear hard or just a fake little pretend bite? If he actually hurt the cat, that’s extremely weird. And did you google NBA players after you met the guy at the pool to find out who he was or if he was just talking crap?
    Great post!

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    • Ashlea Wheeler

      At first I thought it was pretend, but when the cat started yowling I knew it was real! Crazy stuff!

      No I didn’t Google NBA players, though I did think about it 😛

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