Traveling isn't all sunshine and pool parties.
Every time I arrive in a new place, I remember why traveling is hard. For some reason my memory skips over all the negatives when I’m sitting at home planning a trip. Then I begin my journey, and I remember the tough parts. Being exhausted after hours of traveling, arriving in a new place where I know NOBODY and not having the energy or the guts to go make friends. Forcing myself to sleep in a new place when I'm home sick and bored. Accepting less than ideal accommodations because I don't have the energy to find any place else. These are the things I typically DON’T remember, because after a few days I start having amazing new experiences and meet incredible people. That's the part I remember later on, the part I cling to when planning a new trip. It's all worth it in the end, but getting to my happy place takes some struggle!
Also, why are there ashtrays in all airplane lavatories when we KNOW we're not supposed to smoke in there?
And why does there always have to be an announcement for turbulence?
“We know you’re feeling it guys, but we just wanted to interrupt your movie real quick to make sure you’re paying attention to the intricacies of the weather. Okay, great, hope you weren't enjoying that plot twist before we cut in. Carry on."
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