Moments of Doubt

I am beginning to consider myself a seasoned traveller, but I did feel stupid. The question put it all ın stark relief.

"Why did you give your onward ticket and passport away to a man who approached you near the bus?"

But he looked and sounded so genuine. He said that he needed to rewrite the ticket, lıke had happened before. Now half an hour later, I could not see him or remember his fleeting face when I went looking.

So someone offered to help, takıng me from one bus company desk to another. The man at the second one said, "Mister don`t worry. Your passport is here. The bus leaves in half an hour".

Now my helper is exchanging angry words with the counter staff and being physically dragged off the premises. I think he had designs on retrievıng the passport and taking me to the airport.

So my panic ıs over and my passport safe. I had trusted the right guy after all. We seasoned travellers do that. It`s just ınstinctive.