July 27th, 2017
This spoke to me…..😂😂😂
Warning Signs Of Possible Travel Addiction:
The faint smell of sewage combined with car exhaust is mildly intoxicating.
You believe that souvenirs are fleeting, whereas a good scar is a better story and will last a lifetime.
Each time you cross something off your list of countries/experiences, you replace it with at least 10 new items.
Someone smells really REALLY bad. You look around and realize that nobody else is there.
You can sleep on bags of rice.
You like to sleep on bags of rice.
Plump, toothless middle-aged Lao women begin to remind you of your mother.
Dodging cars, motorbikes, pushcarts and livestock is your only form of cardio.
Shaving your head seems like a really great idea. And you’re a woman.
As your bungalow is burning down because of the citronella candle that you left burning unattended, you rush in to save the most important possession in the world: your earplugs.
You can say “Here, kitty, kitty . . .” in at least five languages.
At some point, you have considered using your copy of Lonely Planet for one or more of the following: a) sunblock b) a pillow c) a dating tool d) toilet paper e) rolling paper.
I hit 6 (maybe 7) of these….you guess which ones. 😂😂😂
