"Down Under"
Let me paint the picture, so you understand. I hobo'd about with a med ALICE pack, Carhartt pants and shirt, a Tilley broad-brimmed hat, and a walking stick. People actually believed I was an Aussie on an "American walkabout". Helps that I can do a passable Australian accent.
I picked out a few cities to memorize on a map of Australia and I'd tell them a load of shit about "walkabouts int he outback, from here to there". People ate that shit up. Family people loved me telling there kids stories, "outdoorsy" guys liked to shoot the shit about their adventures, and I got picked up by a lot of lone women, some of whom actually wanted me to go "down under".
The one I won't forget went like this:
Her: "You aren't going to rape me, are you?"
Me: [Aussie accent] "Not unless you ask me to."
Her: "Get in."