my home, the hostel

After 4 months abroad, I’m home and it feels like I’m just in another hostel. Although I already insanely miss my life overseas, there are a few everyday “luxuries” I am glad to have again:

I don’t mentally convert pounds/euros/whatever to dollars and cringe every time I pay for something.
I don’t have to wear the same thing twice because laundry is either too expensive or non existent.
I have a bath tub now.
I don’t have to have permanent hat hair because it’s not cold here.
The internet actually works.
Everyday phone calls don’t cost a kidney anymore.
Cans of coke don’t cost 4 dollars.
Mexican Food.

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