Here Are The Things I Haven't Missed About Travelling

Agh. International travel. If given the chance, I would have sold my soul to be on a plane, eating subpar food, watching tacky movies, and trying to sleep (but the excitement keeping me awake... or the screaming baby I got stuck behind 🥵).

Yet here we are. International travel being on the cards AND a soul to call my own. ✨Thriving.✨

Even though I was so stoked to read the news that international travel was back that I peed myself a little (tbh I have a weak bladder), I'd be lying if I said there are things that I don't miss about travelling... Let me take you down neg memory lane.

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1. Sleep is for the dead (but it'd be greatly appreciated)

Don't get me wrong, I'll sing sonnets about hostels 'til the day I die. I love them. Buuut, we can't deny that staying at hostels is a game of sleep roulette. You never know when you're gonna catch enough z's or not.

Whether there's a couple rooting on the bunk above you (hello PTSD), someone snoring so loud that you worry for their health (and your sanity), or a group of guys that act as if they're on Year 5 school camp (for a whole night I once had to cop some guys singing "I said a boom boom boom, now let me hear you say way-ooh" and pissing themselves laughing... lord give me strength).

Sometimes, you get past most of the night thinking that you've won the game, and then BAM. A pair of girls will switch on all the lights, re-arrange their suitcases, shower and call their 'rents at 5 AM before their flight... Alas, earbuds can only do so much. 😭

2. Can I get a YEAH NAH for gangrene 😤🥵

Speaking of hostels, those beautiful sanctums are many things, but hygienic is normally not one of them.

I once got bed bugs in Vienna and then spent a whole day in the Szechenyi Baths in Budapest, itching itching itching. I genuinely must have looked like I had rabies, especially when I was just rubbing my back against the wall...

Oh and don't get me started on those munted showers that scream "who wants gangrene?!!" Only a psychopath would walk into those showers without thongs. 😱

3. Can someone do my visa application for me?

I hate filling out documentation. You could put me on a rollercoaster with a visa application in my hand and I'd still fall asleep.

Documentation, visa applications... all those annoying forms are so bleak to me. Not to mention, I'm a kook. I always manage to fill something out wrong or forget to press "submit". Then I'm left frazzled, wondering if I'll be let into Canada or not.

4. The wrath of losing everything (and sometimes having it stolen)

When you're hopping from one destination to the next, it's inevitable that you'll leave things behind. You'll leave your vegemite in the hostel kitchen (devastating), your fave pair of swimmers hanging in the shower, and your jumper on an overnight train. 

The next step up from this is losing luggage at the airport. Thankfully this has never happened to be *touch wood* but big fat yikes to that.

Sure losing stuff is bad, but at least you only have yourself to blame. Having stuff STOLEN however is just depressing. Sometimes you can't trust people in your dorm room or sharing a carriage on a train. 🥺

5. Delayed flights and missed connections = sad reacts only

Some people hate airports. Personally, I love them. The hustle and bustle is a thrill for me.

But the novelty of airports can wear off real quick when I have to spend a night in one thanks to a delayed flight. Don't even get me started on delayed flights leading to missed connections... No thanks.

Look. I've had some real horror stories happen during my travels (you can read 'em here if you're Curious George... Spoiler alert. I had $2000 stolen from me, accidentally took a guy to court and had a bug stuck in my ear...). But I'd cop them all, plus all of these inconveniences to be galavanting across the globe. I cannot wait to get out there!!!!!