I always hated my living situation. 3-5 people to a bathroom is not exactly ideal, there's no bus directly to Japantown, I'm in one of the more ghetto parts of town. Resultingly, my room became a horrific pig sty and was not easy to clean up. The amount of dust was terrible. But leaving an 880/month apartment in San Francisco, two blocks from Pride, one block from Folsom Street Fair, sadly along the course of Bay to Breakers, two blocks from BART, and a commute by bike. On paper, you really can't beat that.
The scariest part is leaving behind a world of stability. Going to Thailand first is essentially jumping into the deep-end of my Asia trip. I'm extremely unfamiliar with it, I'm arriving late, and while I'm sure it's not that bad it's still not as safe as Japan, Korea, or Taiwan (not just in terms of people, but also food, disease, etc.).
I'm currently more nervous than excited. It's easy to say you love to travel and get a thrill out of it, but it's now 13 hours before my flight and I can't help but wonder whether this trip will be everything I'd hoped.
The scariest part is leaving behind a world of stability. Going to Thailand first is essentially jumping into the deep-end of my Asia trip. I'm extremely unfamiliar with it, I'm arriving late, and while I'm sure it's not that bad it's still not as safe as Japan, Korea, or Taiwan (not just in terms of people, but also food, disease, etc.).
I'm currently more nervous than excited. It's easy to say you love to travel and get a thrill out of it, but it's now 13 hours before my flight and I can't help but wonder whether this trip will be everything I'd hoped.