OR: Things I learnt. Some of these are really trivial, others are more meaningful. I am proud of every single one.
How to choose and book Greyhound tickets really efficiently.
How to keep track of my possessions
To be happy in my own company, at a restaurant, bar, or show
To be (more) patient
To contort my body into the prime comfort position on bus and train seats
To not (completely) lose it when things go wrong
To spot a postbox at twenty yards
To determine someone’s level of craziness (and potential danger) within ten minutes
To act accordingly to maximise my own safety
What kind of people I want to spend my time with (not you, hostel drunkard!)
To speak and understand basic Spanish
To haggle (just about)
To take better photographs
To describe in words some of the most wonderful things I’ve ever seen
To make good meals out of limited ingredients, sparse kitchens and the deadline of checkout to keep in mind
To complain less (or at the very least to realise that my complaints will be ridiculous to someone else) NB. Perhaps not having someone always there to complain to also helped.
To navigate my way around new cities and use local transport
To calculate currency conversions in my head
To budget effectively
To ask for what I want
To do what I want, when I’m worried about what other people think
To challenge my beliefs
To try new things; recklessly and relentlessly
To curb my materialism and think about the things I genuinely want to own
To read amazing books that inspire me to think in literature
To not get burnt!! Yes, it only took 24 years.
To realise what sort of place I want to live in
To meet people who completely change my mind
To shed a lot of inhibitions and concerns about privacy
To pee off the side of a boat, behind a rock in the desert, or in doorless cubicles.
To sleep on buses, trains, floors, hammocks, a boat, airport and in tents and a luggage rack.
To carry everything that I need
To throw away the things I don’t
To treasure the parts of home I respect the most