I am a girl who is continuing without my parents; without siblings to be by my side. But in this void, I found a companion: travel.My interest in travel began in the days when my parents and I would go to different cities by car; sometimes we would camp, sometimes we would stay in the boarding houses where my father worked.Those were the days when my first spark of independence was ignited. Later, when my workplace was in a more distant city, I traveled in my own car and later I learned to travel light and freely even without a car.For me, travel was not just movement, it was a way to build myself and get to know my inner and outer world.I am the daughter of this land; where sometimes to be a woman, you have to breathe a thousand times stronger.Where laws see rights as half; For a perfect man, for a woman as half.
And I grew up in a house that was empty. For a man whose absence always cast a shadow in the corner of my heart.#I have no expectations from anyone, ever.
Sometimes his absence passes through the walls like a cold wind, making me shiver.but I learned learned that even if there is no one by my side, I can be my own refuge.
I learned that absence is not a reason for weakness; absence is just a reason to stand stronger.travel became my companion; the roads became my friends;Since childhood, behind my father and mother's car, I went from city to city, I breathed, I learned.Camps, boarding houses, tired roads… they all became a part of me.And later, I set off in my own car; Later, even without a car, I walkedtraveled, not just from city to city;moved from a lonely girl to a woman who made herself.I am a girl from a land that is sometimes narrow for women.But in the midst of narrowness, I became broad. learned to be strong.I understood with all my heart: I must stand. I must walk. I must live.I am a girl who, amidst the hustle and bustle of life, sometimes finds peace with the smell of hot bread and the aroma of food.Cooking is a pleasure for me, when my heart makes room for creativity, for pouring love into flavors. move my own house;When I share solitude with myself, when there is no maid and my hands must empty the house of the dust of fatigue.I must be home myself, warm the house.And I am a girl who loves stones
Stones that fit in my pocket, like small treasures.
Stones that each have a story, sparkle in the sunlight and I like to take them with me on my travels.
If a traveling companion wants, I am always ready to show them my little treasure, maybe they want to, maybe they want to have a share in my journey.
For me, travel is not just a journey, it is a way to survive.
أنا شغوفة باليوغا والسباحة، ومنذ طفولتي كنت أعشق السفر. وبما أنني كنت الابنة الوحيدة، فقد كنت دائمًا برفقة والديّ، وكنا نسافر معًا كثيرًا. سواء مع أصدقاء والدي أو عندما كانت والدتي تسافر مع صديقاتها، كنت دائمًا أرافقهما. هذه التجارب جعلتني متعلقة بالسفر بشدة.هناك أمر صغير أود أن أذكره عن نفسي. منذ طفولتي لدي عادة بسيطة: عندما أدخل بيت أحد، قد يحدث أحيانًا وبلا قصد أن أفتح الثلاجة للحظة قصيرة. أرجو أن لا تفهموا ذلك بشكل خاطئ، فهو ليس بسبب الجوع، ولا بدافع الفضول، ولا لأي نية سيئة. إنها مجرد عادة حاولت كثيرًا أن أسيطر عليها، لكن أحيانًا تحدث بلا وعي.
أنا حقًا أحترم خصوصية الآخرين، وأدرك أنني كضيف لا ينبغي أن أقوم بهذا التصرف. وأتمنى بصدق أن لا تنزعجوا إذا حدث ذلك يومًا ما، وأؤكد أن لا شيء وراء هذا التصرف. فأنا دائمًا أحب أن أترك انطباعًا جميلًا وذكرى طيبة عند الآخرين.أحيانًا عندما أكون ضيفة، يطبخ لي المضيف طعامًا من دون أن يسألني عمّا أتناوله عادة. أنا حقًا أقدّر هذا الجهد، لكن أحيانًا ينزعج إذا لم آكل ما أعدّه. أشعر بالحرج لذلك، لكن الحقيقة أنني مصابة بمرض السكري، وليس الأمر بيدي. لا أستطيع أن آكل الأرز أو الخبز الغني بالسكر أو أي شيء يحتوي على السكر.طبعًا في بعض الأحيان قد أتذوق قطعة صغيرة من البيتزا أو اللازانيا، أو أتناول البرغر بنصف الخبزة بدلًا من خبزتين، لكن هذا يحدث نادرًا. والذين يعرفونني جيدًا يعلمون أنني منذ سنوات طويلة توقفت تمامًا عن تناول السكر والحلويات والمشروبات الغازية والمشروبات المحلاة.أتمنى حقًا أن يُحترم هذا الأمر. أرجوكم لا تُصرّوا، فالمسألة ليست أنني لا أحب الطعام، وإنما ببساطة لا أستطيع تناوله. وباستثناء الأرز والخبز والسكر، أستطيع أن أتناول تقريبًا كل شيء آخر.
There is something I would like to mention about myself. Since childhood, I have had a small habit: when I enter someone’s home, sometimes without meaning to, I may open the fridge for just a moment. Please don’t take this the wrong way, because it is not out of hunger, curiosity, or any bad intention. It is simply a habit that I have tried many times to control, but sometimes it happens unconsciously.
I truly respect the privacy of others, and I know that as a guest I should not do this. I sincerely hope you won’t be upset if it ever happens, and I assure you that nothing lies behind this behavior. I always want to leave a good impression and positive memories with others.Sometimes when I am a guest, my host kindly cooks food without asking me what I usually eat. I truly appreciate their effort, but sometimes they get upset if I don’t eat what they prepared. I feel bad about that, but I have diabetes, and honestly it is not in my control. I cannot eat rice, bread with high sugar, or anything with sugar.
Of course, from time to time, I may taste a small piece of pizza, lasagna, or even eat a burger with only one bun instead of two, but that happens rarely. Those who know me well already understand that for many years I have completely avoided sugar, sweets, soft drinks, and sweetened beverages.
I really wish that this condition could be respected. Please don’t insist, because it is not that I don’t like the food—it is simply something I cannot eat. Apart from rice, bread, and sugar, I can enjoy almost everything else.
When I sell my stones, the journey becomes easier,I am passionate about yoga and swimming, and since childhood I have always loved traveling. As an only child, I often spent time with my parents, and we used to travel together frequently. Whether it was with my father’s friends or when my mother traveled with her friends, I was always with them. These experiences made me deeply passionate about traveling.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

Travel and Inspirational Books for Girls.

Maps of lesser-known places.

Useful apps for safe travel.

Your own personal experiences (your stories).

A list of essentials for a girl's trip.

Interests

Running is a breath of freedom for me,
Riding is the taste of the wind on my skin and the excitement of the road.
I love being with "you"; those who warm my heart.
Talking to people is a window to new worlds for me.
Romantic moments with good friends are the light of my heart.
And staying with an ideal family means peace and home for me.

• running,
• shoping

Music, Movies, and Books

In the field of travel:
Safe travel tips for girls
Managing fears and increasing self-confidence while traveling
Introducing inspiring places for self-discovery while traveling
In the field of psychology and self-discovery:
Introducing influential books

Teach, Learn, Share

How to choose safe destinations, how to plan, and what safety tips to follow.

What I Can Share with Hosts

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