15 Apr Travel Rant
I love travelling and ordinarily I am a positive person. Seriously though, I have to know. Who the hell stole my cheese?
It’s just a part of hostel life someone pinching your food. I even had my external hard drive stolen in Brisbane. I dealt with that fine, but why my cheese? I have chocolate muffins and yet they still find my cheap supermarket brand cheese slices more appealing.
Oh I am not done.
I love meeting new people. Travelling is great for that. You get ever colour, creed, race, religion and general quirky individual on earth. It’s fantastic. Do you ever find you can’t be bothered though?
I have been on the road now for seven months and I have probably done the introductory questions about a thousand times. You know the ones. Where are you from, what country did you last go to, did you go tubing, can I drunkenly climb into your bed tonight? etc. etc.
Generally I still go through it. You have to, it’s just the way of things but sometimes I just can’t bring myself to do it. When someone walks into your dorm at 11pm and they are checking out first thing in the morning, you find your enthusiasm is found wanting. To top it all off their Engrish is nonexistent.
Finally, don’t you just love disagreeing with people?
One night I was quite happily reading a book in bed. A guy had just checked in and promptly got into bed. I am miles away from the light switch, this guy is right next to it and I assumed that if he wanted it off he would have done it himself. Sure enough he asks me if I mind that the light is switched off. I’m well into my book but it is quite late so I said yeah sure. Half an hour later the light is still on. Surely he didn’t expect me to turn the light off? He turns over angrily and asks if I am going to turn the light off or not.
The light switch is right next to him and the opposite side of the room to me. I know, I don’t get it either. Stupid people irritate me, especially if they are rude.
Anyway, I clearly am sleep deprived and in need of food. I get cranky without sleep and food. Don’t get me wrong I love my life and the things I do but I can’t be happy all the time.