being an adult sucks cause when people ask you to hang out you cant be like “my mom said no” you just have to change your name and move away
It’s so crazy to see what your money will get you in other countries and to see how hard it would be for people who go from places like North America or the UK to these little tropical paradise countries. The bathroom sizes, kitchen appliances (or lack thereof) and weird shaped tiny bedrooms become make or breaks and I can guarantee id have the same complaints. It’d be hard to convince yourself that you’re trading these luxuries and conveniences for the experience and understand the differences. Just makes me feel so spoiled and Americanized to think of what’s important to me in a home when so many don’t have what we do and are fine with it. I’d really love to study abroad and experience living elsewhere for a semester, it’d be such an eye opening experience!