As some of you may know, I decided to visit Paris for three weeks on my own. I wrote a post about it here .
Anyway, although this trip has been quite magical and therapeutic, it did not start off that way. In fact, I have quite the story to share, so please keep reading!
Midway through my flight, I remembered that I forgot to pay my phone bill. No one in my family will ever take up this responsibility, so I knew I was SCREWED!
My landing time back at home would be 1 A.M. and if I did not pay my phone by 2, I would be disconnected.
Anyway, I decided to calm down and just do it as quickly as possible once I landed.
I attempted to pay my phone bill, but for some reason… the payment was not going through despite my information being permanently saved to the account.
I figured it was because the card was being processed as an international payment. I neglected to let my bank know that I would be traveling.
(Can you tell I was a mess right before the trip?)
Once I exited the plane, I took a seat on a bench to log onto my bank’s app and authorize my debit card for international use. I always do this on my phone and it is always so easy! For some reason, this time the app was allowing me to authorize my credit card and not my debit card. I thought it was odd, so I called.
I reached a customer service rep (you could tell he was outsourced) and he said my card was authorized already. I said, “ok great, what about my debit card?” He told me that my debit card (THE ONLY CARD I BROUGHT WITH ME) had been canceled that same day, because there was some type of “fraudulent activity”. He was so nonchalant about it too…
Okay? I used the card the day before at Target! And I did not bring my credit card with me, because I did not want to go crazy in Paris spending money I shouldn’t on shopping.
So there I was, freaking out, with like 20 minutes to spare before my phone would be disconnected.
Everyone back home was knocked out asleep because it was almost 2 A.M. Houston time. I remembered that I’d forgotten my credit card in my bf’s wallet one day, so I had a photo of it he’d sent as a reminder to pick it up. I called my cellphone company and used that.
Then I had to change the information to my Uber account because it was linked to my canceled debit card.
Imagine if I wouldn’t of had that information!!!!! I would have been left without a cell phone and without a ride to my place!!!!!!!!
The only thing that was keeping me somewhat sane was the fact that I had 200 euros with me that I withdrawed right before my flight… or so I thought.
When I arrived to my place and looked for them they were nowhere to be found…
I lied in bed, cried, slept and freaked out. Did I mention it was the first day of my cycle? The day I am always the most moody and emotional.
I decided, God didn’t make me weak! I’d already called the bank several times, so the only thing left to do was to TWEET THEM!
They responded quickly and had two lovely women help me. The best solution they could provide was to activate the card for a one-time transaction.
Of course, it did not work…. I had to call again and once I found another ATM the limit was 300 euros…which would be terrible. Three weeks in Europe with only 300 euros? I gave it a shot anyway and pushed my luck with multiple transactions.
This experience really opened my eyes to the reality of being on your own in a foreign country.
So here are Tips for Women traveling Alone that I gathered for you.
Has anything similar ever happened to you while traveling before?
How did you go about finding a solution?
What if this would have happened to you? What would of you of done!??!