I have been traveling since August 7th. As of this writing, I have been to eight countries on this trip, some for 12 days, some for five hours, some until January. In all this time, I have endured camping trips gone awry, witnessed a brawl between Americans abroad, realized the horror that is Italian traffic, and, worst of all, was stuck in a car for six hours with people relentlessly quoting the Star Wars prequels. The only thing I regret about this trip is not bringing enough pairs of socks.
I knew what was in store for me before I left, because, you know, I planned everything for the next month.