Jamaica...maybe again one day but not alone.

My intention here is not to throw shade but to simply share my experiences as a solo traveler and a woman visiting different countries. Overall, I’ve had more positive than negative experiences, and I’m grateful for the enriching journeys I’ve taken. Traveled to over 30 countries alone ans all of them were amazing. However, I think it’s equally important to share the challenges, especially for my fellow female solo travelers, as these stories can help us navigate the world more safely and confidently.

In my last post, I talked about my experience in Turkey. This time, I want to share my experience in Jamaica, specifically in Montego Bay. Let me start by saying that I absolutely love island cultures—being an island girl myself, I understand how warm, vibrant, and hospitable these places can be. But unfortunately, my solo trip to Montego Bay left me feeling uncomfortable and unsafe, to the point where I would never travel there alone again.

One particular incident really stands out. After enjoying dinner at a restaurant, I was walking the short five-minute distance back to my hotel. Along the way, a man pulled up next to me in his car and started asking for my name and where I was going. My response was calm but firm: “I’m heading back to my husband, who’s waiting for me.”

Now, before anyone jumps to conclusions, let me clarify—I was wearing a flowy dress with a cover-up. The only skin visible was my ankles, neck, face, and arms. But let me be clear: even if I had been wearing something more revealing, that is not an invitation. Respect is non-negotiable, regardless of what someone is wearing.

You’d think the conversation would have ended there, but no. He circled back, cutting off traffic, and then drove onto the sidewalk to block my path. Once again, he asked my name, told me he wanted to be with me, and insisted he could “take care of me.” I repeated, “I’m going back to my husband,” trying to stay polite while making it clear I wasn’t interested. His response? “I can be a better husband.”

At this point, I sped up my pace, but he continued to follow me, driving next to me and persisting in his advances. Thankfully, I was close to my hotel, and one of the security guards saw what was happening. He stepped in and told the man to leave me alone, finally putting an end to the situation.

I was a bit shaken by this encounter just because he didn't seem not take no as an answer. With this situation, some men tend to get pissed if you reject them. It wasn’t just the persistence of the man—it was the sense of vulnerability and the complete disregard for my personal boundaries. This experience, sadly, is not unique. It’s one I’ve heard echoed by other female travelers in Jamaica.

Again, my goal is not to deter anyone from traveling or to speak negatively about a specific place or culture. It’s to share my truth and highlight the importance of being aware and prepared. Solo travel can be empowering, but it’s not always easy. For me, experiences like this serve as a reminder to stay cautious, trust your instincts, and, when needed, speak up or seek help.

To my fellow female solo travelers: stay adventurous, but also stay safe. Let’s continue to share our stories—both the good and the challenging ones—so we can learn and support each other on our journeys.

Jamaica as a whole is undeniably stunning destination. The island offers breathtaking views, from crystal-clear waters and pristine beaches to lush green mountains and vibrant sunsets that leave you in awe. The food is another highlight—flavorful and diverse, with dishes like jerk chicken, fresh seafood, and tropical fruits that are simply unforgettable. Just not alone as a female travelers.