My mama said there would be days like this. And there always are more than a few traveling.
The main point of my blog is to get people to travel. Plain and simple.
So I do my best to highlight the best of the best in my writing. But I would be lying to you if I covered up the hard parts.
The gross bathrooms. Hot and sticky buses with snoring travel mates. Having no idea where the hell you are. The stress of trying to figure out where you are going to go next (Planning, how I loathe thee.) The constant haggling. Crappy weather. Paying for one thing and getting another inferior thing. Waiting. Lots and lots of waiting.
Sometimes it just doesn’t seem worth it.
To the point where I’m asking myself “Why do I do this again? What part of this am I really enjoying?”
But one of the most import lessons I have learned from traveling is to be resilient and constantly grateful for what you have. Because:
#1 I have the opportunity to travel in the first place. (Read Burma/Myanmar post.)
#2 It’s ok to be annoyed by a boring/crappy day. Shit happens. But you should still see the beauty in being somewhere you’ve never been before. A bad day due to a motorbike flat tire accompanied by encounters with leeches and thunderous rain storms can all be rectified by a delicious green curry and a cold beverage in Muay Thai Fighter beer cozy.
At least, that’s what I think.