Emergency Contact

“Do you have an emergency contact?” the lady from Avianca Airlines at the airport in Arequipa asked.

I had to think. And then, sadly realizing how alone I was in this world and that nobody cared, I said “no”, evoking pity from the young woman at the counter as well as the bystanders who had overheard our conversation.

“Nobody?” she asked incredulously.

“No, I can’t think of anyone,” quickly analyzing that if I died, anyone who cared would find out one day and that this would hardly be an urgent matter. If I was only injured, anyone would be clever enough to take me to a hospital, even without instructions.

“I am single,” I tried to lighten the mood with a flirtatious smile. To no avail.

Well, I am really a hermit, justifying the name of my blog. But maybe I will start to provide random names and numbers to avoid this awkward situation.

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About Andreas Moser

Travelling the world and writing about it. I have degrees in law and philosophy, but I'd much rather be a journalist, a spy or a hobo.
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4 Responses to Emergency Contact

  1. lemakoo says:

    Just say you’re an orphan

    • But then they would still ask for friends.

      It’s actually not that I don’t know anyone, it’s just that they are on a different continent and wouldn’t show up at a hospital in Peru anyway.

  2. lemakoo says:

    Yes I know, If i end up in a hospital in Europe, which I have. The last thing I would want to do is worry my father in Sydney.. Perhaps the fake contact is the best option. All the best!

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