Kiprobalhato wrote:
what's the farthest you've ever traveled by yourself?
By myself? Interstate. The year before last year I drove to a small town called Kyabram in Victoria. I organised to stay at a guy's house when I got there.
A few weeks ago I drove to Melbourne. Not with myself. With a 21 year old girl who was less travelled than I am. Essentially I planned and organised the whole trip. I think that counts as well as travelling by myself when I'm the one doing the organising. It's not travelling with Grandpa when he plans and organises everything and I just follow along most of the way. I stayed at my great uncle's house.
Kiprobalhato wrote:
besides that, i was pretty shocked myself at how calm i managed to be throughout the whole thing. i walked into my 13 hour flight to istanbul shrouded in dread.
I'm quite impressed
wilburforce wrote:
I think some people on the spectrum do well with travel to other cultures because we are used to feeling alien and out of place and of making social errors, so when we make errors while travelling it gets excused as foreigners not knowing the culture and is not as much as a faux pas as social awkwardness in our own culture. I think we can end up feeling LESS out of place than an NT person travelling to a different culture, because they are not used to navigating an unfamiliar culture like we are used to navigating NT culture. In that sense we have a social advantage when it comes to travel.
I get what you're saying but one of my goals in life is to feel less alien. I've made some progress towards that goal but I don't want to start again from scratch.
wilburforce wrote:
For example, there are a lot of jokes about insensitive American tourists that make social mistakes when travelling and aren't aware of their mistakes in a boorish unapologetic sort of way.
That's how people view me anyway. No matter how careful I am, when I make a mistake people think I did it on purpose!
My grandfather said he thought I don't care what people think about me. The truth is, I try really hard to not make social mistakes but I do such a poor job of blending in that an outside observer (even one from my own family) thinks that I'm not even trying at all to blend in.
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