lutz

get back to the US and immediately the craziest shit of my life happens. “first world” my ass

there’s no way to put up a sign telling westerners not to flush toilet paper without it looking déclassé so the nicer places don’t say anything. but that doesn’t mean the pipes can handle it….

i love my friend and it was amazing to travel together for so long but now i’m alone in a hotel before my flight out tomorrow and i’m so excited to phonerot and be pantsless in bed

also remembered after day 1 that i had a 3-day course of azithromycin in my bag we’re so back baby 🙏🙏🙏

inshallah we will not shit ourselves at the port this morning

i’m being so brave and trying to maintain an attitude of fun and loose and adventurous but we just had our pre-trip briefing the night before we leave for a 3-day boat excursion and there’s roughly 20 other people in the group all dutch and australian and i already hate them all. travellers really are the worst.