The five things people never tell you about travelling the world
Who doesn’t dream of packing in the 9 – 5, hopping onto a plane and travelling the world?
Sounds amazing, right? In many ways it is, but here are five things that people will never tell you about their gap year.
You’ll probably shit yourself
You’ve arrived at your first destination, your body’s not used to the food yet. You’ll get the runs. Make sure you’ve got a good idea of the toilet situation for those first few days. The last thing you want to do is run into a public toilet only to find a bucket and a tap next to a hole in the floor, and no time to figure out how to use it all.
You’ll dress like an absolute idiot
The moment you step off a plane in another continent the laws of fashion cease to exist. Everyone you see will be wearing elephant print MC Hammer pants and a Chang t-shirt. Gross, you say, until a couple of days later when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and realise you’ve already succumbed.
You’re still a tourist
Travellers like to think they’re off the grid, and that surrounding yourself with culture is a big part of the experience. However, it’s 2018, everyone’s been to Thailand and there are “influential” travellers being paid to promote businesses on instagram. The world has been well and truly branded. The truth is you’re more likely to find yourself hanging out with a lad from Manchester who it turns out went to university with your sister than getting to know the locals.
The jobs can suck
You don’t ditch your day job because you’re dreaming of moving to another country to work in a call centre. But that’s the reality for many travellers. Your digital nomads have the opportunity to work in cool co-working spaces or spend hours pilfering the wifi in a local cafe, but there’s a lot of grafting too. If you’re looking to spend a long time in Australia you’ll need to do 88 days seasonal work. Which sounds alright until you find yourself stuck in a field in the middle of nowhere picking mangoes for months.
And so can the accommodation
I once spent a month living in a dilapidated cottage in Italy. The solution to having a shower there was waiting for a 2-litre cola bottle to fill with rain and pouring it over yourself. But it was free, and still better than most of the hostels you’ll see on your way. Who really wants to spend months of your adult life sharing bunkbeds with strangers?