Traveling the World as a Woman


Today is International Women’s Day.

I would like to tell you about Linda McCartney, Patti Smith, my mother and sisters—and all the the other women who inspired me to become a photographer. Yet this March 8, this article is dedicated to Marina Menegazzo and María José Coni.

Women travel to feel small, to get lost, to feel big, to write books, witness the world’s injustices, change little particles of history, to grow up, fix broken hearts, and learn the languages of the world.

Everywhere my travels have taken me, I have always been met with overwhelming kindness, endless generosity—and acute prejudice for being a woman traveling alone.

In China, it was the staring, sticky looks from men everywhere, taking pictures of us, gaping in the street. In Europe, I got used to the catcalling, having to change pavements, sometimes being drunkenly followed home. On a plane to North America, a man once refused to sit next to me. In Turkey, I was not permitted to sleep beside my brother on long distance coaches. In South America, I became accustomed to a macho reality where women are chased, pestered, harassed and exasperated: in the street, at school, on public transport, at work, in bars—by night and by day.

And then there are the questions we all know.

“Why do your parents let you travel alone like this?”
“What does your boyfriend say?”
“Shouldn’t you be afraid of traveling as a woman?”
“It’s too late for you to be in this neighbourhood.”

These sermons have come to make my blood boil. It is as if, as women, our own freedom and independence should be a mark of recklessness, insolence—or even provocation. As if, as women, to move where we want, when we want, and in the company we want were some form of self-entitlement.

I’ve trekked across dusty deserts, glassy lakes and stoic mountain ranges. My traveling years have been the most valuable schools of my youth; I discovered a love for photography, met people who changed my world, and learned more than any education could teach me.

One month ago, Marina Menegazzo and María José Coni set off with that same inner fire. They left from their home city of Mendoza, central Argentina, which I backpacked through myself some summers ago. Aged 21 and 22, they traveled up to Peru and Ecuador. Last weekend, they were due to fly back to Santiago de Chile, and catch a bus home—the same long coach ride I once sat through myself—my shoes full of sand and my head full of exhausted wonder. They never made it to the plane.

That same week in Ecuador, their bodies were found wrapped in black bin bags, dumped along a beach in Montañita. Some nights before, they met two men who shortly after attempted to rape them. Upon resisting sexual assault, the girls were both murdered—María José with a blow to the head that shattered her skull, Marina from deep knife wounds that bled her to death.

And then of course, the same questions returned. Headlines all over South American media cried out about the two girls traveling “alone”. Newspapers and journalists made speculations about the girls’ hitchhiking plans, the way they chose to spend their own money. Questions were raised as to the girls’ grieving parents, and their upbringings. The Argentinian journalist Mariana Sidoti stated on Twitter:

“They were two women, legally adults, traveling together. Yet they were ‘alone’. Alone from what? Missing who? There were two of them. But as they were born women, being two was not enough. In order to not be ‘alone’, they were missing something… Guess what that was.”

In Western press, the case has been silenced. A slither of mentions through English-speaking media, a few short articles buried within Google’s search results. As if somehow for our Western world, gender-motivated brutality, macho-incentivized murder, and the denial of basic women’s rights in South America were “non-news”. As if for having been born women in a patriarchal culture and male-dominated region, their tragedy were minimized, the crimes were foreseeable, and their deaths were their own business.

For María José and Marina, we must continue to tell their story. We must continue to roam free, stray off the beaten path, sleep under foreign stars and chase the cold morning light over a hill. We, as women, must continue to travel far and wide, dance barefoot in the Earth and let the wind play with our salty hair.

This is a tribute to two girls, and the femininity in the wild landscapes where they will forever wander.

We must remember the story of these two women whose lives were taken for having dared to be free.

Kamila K Stanley is a British-Polish photographer whose work has been showcased in numerous magazines such as Dazed & Confused and VICE, and exhibited around the world.

All photographs by Kamila K Stanley. Check out Kamila’s LomoHome and follow her on her website, Facebook Page or Instagram.

written by Kamila Stanley on 2016-03-08 #places #35mm #location #southamerica #international-women-s-day #traveling #travelphotography #womensday #international-women-s-day-2016 #yoviajosola


  1. bloomchen
    bloomchen ·

    Sad story. Thanks for sharing the story of Maria and Marina. Anyway your conclusion of silence in the media is more an interpretation of yours being conected to it. I would not second this.

  2. nural
    nural ·

    Such a sad story and I agree with everything you had written... Unfortunately we come across so many similar stories in turkey..

  3. stouf
    stouf ·

    Women are heroes.

  4. marsymallows
    marsymallows ·

    I am a woman and I am scared to travel alone because of the reality that women are treated this way. Thank you for sharing Maria and Marina's story and your experiences too. They were young, but I hope that in their short journey, they still saw the world as beautiful as it is.

  5. mrmotivations
    mrmotivations ·

    Touching, graphic tribute, wonderfully and empathetically done.

  6. diverd
    diverd ·

    Thank you for sharing. And to those other women out there who are thinking of traveling alone, do it. Seek out women in the countries you travel. Evil still remains a minority.

  7. quantumboy
    quantumboy ·

    I am so angry that I will send my gentle animals to find the two brutal criminals and punish them with the similar methodology as they use on these poor nice girls. Eye for eye and tooth for tooth!!!

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  10. jamesoffilmland
    jamesoffilmland ·

    So important. Left me speechless.

  11. crosschannel
    crosschannel ·

    In the era of socialist countries in Europe, the International Women's Day was widely celebrated. It dates back way before socialism as a form of state, just to take away the by-taste of having been 'invented' then. It is a shame that the world as such has not become a more natural place even in times of all that political correctness talking. All this would not be needed if people would just pay respect to each other. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

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    beckythomas ·

    Thank you for this

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