Look at that impeccable form from my youth: standing tall, hiding my flip-flop feet, the lethal smile---how could anyone pass me by? Actually, if I am using a sign like that, it means it is hard to hitch and I have to resort to gimmicks.

          Hitchhiking, like spicy food, reminds me that I am alive, so don’t reject it out of hand! Give me a chance to persuade you and if I can’t do that, I’ll introduce you to some interesting alternatives that most people are unaware of.
          Hitchhiking is about saving money, sure, but it is also about life, adventure, about saying yes, taking chances, embracing the unknown. I don’t know how you can hitchhike and look at the world the same again.
          Hitchhiking provides great conversation, insight into the country you are in, invitations into homes, and friends I still have to this day. Out of the drivers’ kindness I have been given food and drink, had money forced on me (Japan really deserves its own book), and countless people have gone out of their way to help me. You meet people you never would otherwise like this Serbian nut.
          When I first started I felt foolish and vulnerable and told myself it would never work, but I threw myself to the wolves and simply went for it. From Belgium I hitchhiked all the way up beyond the Arctic Circle, partly on the bus of a Swedish girls’ soccer team, totally triumphant. I’ve hardly stopped since.
          I am big and tall and although extremely handsome, still not the type you would expect to get rides. I can also look downright scary, yet I am relentlessly optimistic I will get to my destination. Sometimes I barely have a destination. In Tokyo and Osaka I’ve hitched between flea markets. My confidence in hitching is such that I have hitchhiked to an airport where I had a non-refundable flight ticket that same day (i.e. if I miss my flight, that’s it, no refund). That is a push-all-your-chips-in move, but I have successfully done it to Kuala Lumpur, Fukuoka, Amsterdam, Weeze/Duesseldorf, Frankfurt/Hahn and Frankfurt/Main (twice).
          This is an excerpt from the book “American Pictures” by Jacob Holdt, a Danish traveler and inspiration of mine who can rhapsodize about hitchhiking much better than I can:

          The greatest freedom I know is to be able to say yes; the freedom to throw yourself into the arms of every single person you meet. Especially as a vagabond you have the freedom, energy, and time to be fully human toward every individual you meet. The most fantastic lottery I can think of is hitch-hiking. There is a prize every time. Every single person can teach you something. I have never said no to a ride–even if there were pistols lying on the front seat, or four sinister-looking men wearing sunglasses sitting in the car. Every person is like a window through which the larger society can be glimpsed.

     If I ever saw a car with one of these see-through license plates stop for me in Japan, I became nervous as these are the plates of choice for the yakuza, or Japanese mafia. The plate fits on to a shallow box with a light inside. It looks very cool at night. I aspire to be a Japanese gangster just for the license plates.

Is it dangerous?
          Can I challenge the notion that hitchhiking is dangerous? Am I a freak of nature, living on borrowed time with my good luck? What’s so special about me? Let’s say that the worst happens tomorrow and I’m robbed, my bag is stolen, I’m left with nothing and as the thieves drive away, they yell out the window that The Pixies were overrated. It would be a crusher, but that measured against about 25 years and 100,000km of hitching, the thousands of people that have given me rides, the endless positive memories and experiences? Maybe it’s OK to depend on the kindness of strangers.
          I know hitchhiking requires a leap of faith that people take in other parts of life, but resist in this case. It is understandable to be gun-shy about the perception that you are putting yourself at risk. The worst that has happened to me is once in a long while persistent gay men pick me up and make a move, but I say no and nothing comes of it. Now at least I have a sense of what women go through all the time.
          Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING has happened to me while hitchhiking–except getting robbed. This is in spite of a recent trip in Europe at the Germany/Belgium border where a small two-door car with two guys in the front seat stopped–a no-no as you become totally trapped in the back seat of the car–but I got in anyway and as we pulled away the passenger turned around to me and said, “OK, now we take all your money and rape you”.

Hitching in USA is a hard sell
          No one needs to tell me that hitchhiking has a very negative image in America and connotes horror movies and escaped prisoners. I was scared to try it, too, and the first time I threw caution to the wind was going from Brattleboro, VT to Hartford, CT, and not only did I make it, an old Jewish couple took me last and invited me into their home for the night. Later they announced that they had to go to temple and would I mind being on my own for a while? That’s trust.
          If you live in the mountains of a free-thinking hippie state like Vermont or good old Oregon where you can hitch right on the highway, you know it is a small part of the local culture. Conversely, when I lived in Florida and asked a local cop if hitchhiking was legal, he seized up in contempt at the question and at me for asking it. Every state has different laws, though even in a state like California where it is legal, police can strongly and persuasively discourage you from trying.

Is a hitchhiking woman an oxymoron?
          Obviously, it’s harder for women to envision “the life”. The only country where I’d say it’s safe to try it on your own is Japan with Germany a distant second.
          Like anyone else would probably say, I recommend first hitching with a guy–that way you only have one person to worry about! The best place to meet like-minded people and look for partners is Couchsurfing’s women’s hitchhiking group. (One woman signed up for the group stating, “I don’t want to be kept from hitchhiking just because society keeps being oppressive against women.”)
          The common sense precautions are too common sense for me to reiterate now, except one idea: take photos of your passport ID page and perhaps the page that your entry was stamped, plus your drivers license, international drivers license, yellow vaccination card, credit cards and anything else that could be useful if they were stolen and email them to yourself or safekeeping.
          Be prepared for endless rounds of 20 Questions from drivers, but repeating your life story and present journey is a very small price to pay for someone to give you a free ride.

          Hitchhiking is a vast science and a website all of its own. My zillions of stories, the dos and donts, strategies, the raging debate of sign or no sign, etc. etc, I am saving the details for my book, “The Worst Hitchhikers Have the Best Tans”, which goes against my point, but no matter. In the meantime, for inspiration and tips check out:
     —Digihitch has changed their format as now it is all forum, but it still seems to be the place for everything hitchhiking-related.
          —Couchsurfing has a nice general hitchhikers group worth checking out. I am heartened that lots of people are posting with questions, looking for people to travel with, etc. It seems that Eastern Europeans are at the forefront of this small increase in popularity. It would be a very smart young American guy to reply to one of the many postings of an Eastern European girl for a partner to hitchhike from France or Spain or wherever back to her country. You get her local expertise and perspective from being on the road and she gets the comfort that you are safer as a couple, plus it gets you to Eastern Europe where it’s more interesting.
          —Hitchwiki is something I use a lot to find the best starting places. My only beef is that you don’t know how old the information is.
          —Hitchbase is similar to Hitchwiki, but the only real advantage is that every entry is dated.
          —Hitching in Holland, unbelievably detailed. Every country must have something a website this in its own language. Ask a local to help you find it.
          —I like the crazies behind this Lithuanian hitchhikers club, too, though there isn’t very much practical information here.

          Still not sold on the idea? Are you asking yourself, “If hitchhiking is so great why isn’t everyone doing it?” Popularity doesn’t automatically infer it’s a good idea, especially if the common wisdom is inaction and not trying new things. I am not always so gung-ho, but I get encouragement from discovering that people like this guy still exist–great photo, too.


Hitchhiking — 26 Comments

  1. And how did you survived again out of the small two-door car with two guys in the front seat saying “OK, now we take all your money and rape you"???

  2. hahaha i love hitchin….been doin it for four years, i recently got a van so now i travel that way, but your right, once you do it you’ll never look at life the same again.

  3. “partly on the bus of a Swedish girls’ soccer team” :-0
    I TOTALLY take back what I said elsewhere about being picked up by a supermodel hungarian arobics instructor in a red sportscar as the apex of hitching. Kent you’re my idol!!
    How do you determine the legality of hitchhiking in each country/state? Just ask every time? And how do you respond to the information? (for example, being told it’s frowned upon, totally illegal, or carries the death penalty?)

  4. Also, I can’t believe you’re still using cardboard in this day and age, man! No I’m not going to tell you about the new “Hitchhiker’s iPhone ap”! I rarely travel but I still carry a section of posterboard that has a whiteboard-like cover on one side, with a whiteboard marker. Signs forever, and instant fun for those Japanese kids in the back seat of the car that picks you up! Okay, they’re busy watching aDVD and playing games on their space phones, but you get the idea… Think about it!

  5. Caleb, the posterboard doesn’t get munched while on the road? I do like the concept.
    I want someone to invent a lightweight, rollable LED display for making a sign to hitchhike at night.

  6. To answer your earlier question, in nearly every country it is legal to hitchhike, only uptight ones is it not. And as a foreigner, you will almost always be cut some slack.

  7. considering the size of the bag you travel with, I suppose it might. I keep it in one sleeve of my hard-cover folder which keeps my documents, contacts, scraps of memory, and other two-dementional items organized, and I haven’t had a problem. It’s thin enough that it might even fold up inside a book… or also thick enough that if you roll it around the pen and rubber-band it it might fend for itself. If you can keep it in once piece, it’s very handy!
    “up-tight countries”… more uptight than Japan? :-0 Thanks for the info!

  8. You can roll up and fold posterboard?
    Yes, Japan is uptight and I’ve had countless arguments with the police about whether the service/rest area is part of the highway or not, but if you politely and pleasantly argue in English, they are nearly powerless. More than once they have given me rides to better places to stand!

  9. I agree hitch hiking is the best way of travelling: you get a different travel partner every time, and it’s never another one of those kids from the last hostel you were in.
    I’ve had some pretty weird experiences, especially in belgium and the czech republic, but the only place I wouldn’t recommend it is chile. not because it’s dangerous, but it’s so commonplace (you sometimes find yourself in a queue of people standing with their thumb out) and the result is drivers who are willing to help you out but not at all interested in small talk: boring – especially in such a large country where journeys can be very long!

  10. I’ve hitched alone, as a woman ( age 19 no less) in the US , and am still very much alive. But if possible, buddies are a nice safety net 🙂

  11. “Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING has happened to me while hitchhiking–except getting robbed. This is in spite of a recent trip in Europe at the Germany/Belgium border where a small two-door car with two guys in the front seat stopped–a no-no as you become totally trapped in the back seat of the car–but I got in anyway and as we pulled away the passenger turned around to me and said, “OK, now we take all your money and rape you".”


    Glad to read you’re still hitching after the bad experiences! On my very first day of (solo) hitching, I attracted 4 pervs IN A ROW. I almost gave up and was about to turn around, when I thought “I am not letting a few pervy old men scare me from doing this” so I continued to hitch and I’m so glad I did, else I wouldn’t have come across all the lovely – and weird – people I did.

    Happy and safe thumbing 🙂

  12. Hi Kent,
    Great post, and the blog, loads of useful info. I will definitely use some as I am about to start my 1 year trip from Europe via Caucasus & Middle East to SEA. Hitchhiking is on the list.
    I also hitched in Japan from Kyoto via Shikoku and Kyusyu to Fukuoka, and had a great expereince. The dirvers who picked me up were very generous and helpful. I even managed to get a ride from yakuza (Jpnese mafia) and police on one and the same morning. Yes, police stopped me as I was on the highway, whrere yakuza left me saying: Fuck police!” when i tried to discuss a place where to be dropped. So the police told me to leave from the highway as i was close to payment gates. I started walking but they stopped asking where I needed to go, i answered to the main railway station. The officer commanded for me to get innto the car. I thought here we go….troubles. But they took me to the station, wished me a nice day, and left. ;-)) Yakuza could not speak much English, but were very happy to learn that I was from around Russia 😉 I guess Russian mafia is famous in Japan.
    Drivers were buying lunch, water, showing me around their cities. I believe hitchhiking in Japan was the best. I only once did not manage to hitchhike out of a parking/service area, and slept on a lawn.
    Great memories! I am thinking about hitchhiking the whole country around next time.

  13. hey!
    3 of us were HHing in Japan, and as u say, it deserves a book for itself!! Had the best ever, took us maximum 30minutes to get rides, one guy even called his whole family to make a family trip!… i mean, it was just unbelievable the kindness of the ppl 🙂

    This summer i will be in SE Asia and i hope i’ll be as lucky as in Japan 🙂

  14. Hi there,

    Thanks for this great post. I’m just about to hitchhike from northern England to the Arctic Circle in aid of cancer research. So your article was very encouraging and reassuring. I would love to show my parents your article but I know they’d pick up on the “OK, now we take all your money and rape you" comment. What actually happened here? Were they joking? Or did you get out somehow?!


  15. As a young woman in the 1990’s, I hitchiked and lived on the road for over four years. My thumb took me all over the U.S., Mexico, the Bahamas and Venezuela. I recently published my memoir called, Travels With A Road Dog: Hitchiking Along the Roads of the Americas.

    If you’re interested more in the hitchhiking subculture, check it out- this book is chock full of hitchhiking tips and tricks and all from a woman’s perspective.

  16. Fantastic article – funny and informative, told with humor and beautifully, which makes you lough and think. “I don’t know how you can hitchhike and look at the world the same again”- epic, I could never find better words to express my attitude to HH, so Ill use yours from now on (All rights will be reserved lol) 🙂

  17. I’m about to hitchhike the USA soon, I’ve plenty of experience from hitchhiking in Europe but not across the Atlantic.
    This post has done a lot to boast my confidence in the planned excursion because I heard a lot about it being uncommon in the USA, we can bring it back though. Don’t be afraid of strangers people!
    If you want to check on how my journey goes I’ll be blogging here -> Hitchhiking the World, HoboSpirit
    Thanks again for the post!

  18. I’ve read where someone’s Mom heard her son was going to hitchhike around America, so she made him take a plastic gasoline can filled with food, etc, the can was set up with a improvised hinge or removable top. Everyone, that offered him a ride of course thought that he had run out of gas. Once inside the car, after a while he would fess up to being a poser, and they would usually have a laugh.

  19. As someone who did some occasional hitchhiking during the early to mid-1970’s, and no longer does it, I can still say that, while most people are perfectly normal and honest, the risk of getting picked up by someone who’s either drunk or drugged-out, perverted, or just plain has bad intentions is still very much there. What’s so romantic about taking a chance of being driven to a lonely place, and getting robbed, assaulted or possibly worse? What’s so great about taking chances with someone you’ve never seen before and possibly getting into a crash and either getting killed or permanently maimed? When one gets into a car with a total stranger, they’re basically trapped and at the mercy of that person(s), and the options of fleeing, calling for help, or physically defending oneself if need be if the situation turns nasty and/or violent are extremely slim to none. It’s not worth it.

  20. I’ve hitchhiked off and on pretty regularly for 30 years now and nothing bad has happened. I might accept that I am an outlier in this regard, though.
    Yes, there is always risk, and I admit to being naive and believing that people are basically good. Not every driver instills confidence and others might seem shady, but again, nothing happened.
    Hitchhiking often allows me to meet people I wouldn’t normally meet, which I believe is a good thing in our fractured societies.
    As for trusting someone else’s driving, that applies to every case. I stopped hitchhiking and did rideshare in Russia this summer via blablacar.com, and those drivers often scared me with their recklessness. It could be argued that they are semi-professional, too, as they always look for paying riders on long distance routes.
    I know I won’t change your opinion of it, but you make good points and I wanted to give my view.

  21. Hi, Kent. Thanks again for understanding where I’m coming from. As a woman and a Martial Arts student, I feel that putting oneself unnecessarily into a position where I might (or might not) have to defend myself is not worth it, especially if and when it does (and sometimes will) end in a much deadlier confrontation, with my physical prowess against the person(s) that picked me up and then turned on me, or, worse, a gun or a knife. Once it gets to that point, which it’s much more likely to get to if you’re in a car with a total stranger or strangers who decide(s) to turn on you, you, as the victim has lost, big time, already. I see where you’re willing to take risks of having an awful experience, but being in a car with a total stranger, whether it’s hitchhiking or picking up a hitchhiker(s), and basically being trapped with little or no option for getting out of a situation that turns nasty and/or violent, is not a risk that I consider worth taking. I have to admit that it’s also a matter of my wanting to be in control, and when one’s in a car with a total stranger(s), it’s putting oneself at their mercy, and therefore not being in control.

    I’ll also add that, back in the early 1970’s, when a whole slue of young women here in the Boston, MA area, ranging in age from their late teens to their early 20’s went missing and turned up dead while and after hitchhiking to school, work, or wherever, I was even more reluctant to take chances with being in a vehicle with total strangers. At least, on the street, for example, if a threatening situation develops. there’s usually the possibility of getting to higher ground (if one gets the drift) or physically defending oneself if need be, as a last resort. So far, I’ve admittedly never been in that kind of horrendous situation, either on the street, or while hitchhiking (the latter of which I never do any more.). but why should I take chances with being trapped in a car, with total strangers, and little or no control over what might happen? It’s not worth it to me. I’d rather be a living coward than a dead or maimed heroine, as the saying goes.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *