I swear to god, I WILL sin duda kill myself if I have to listen to yet another "Oh and theeeen, I went to that country and that town and climbed that mountain and stayed at that hostel and spend 10 hours on a chickenbus had diarrea and the flu at the same time and someone stole my visa cards and oh my god by the way have you been to THAT place? You have? Don't you just love the lady who sells the fried chicken in that corner you know behind the park? Oh, really? You TOO!? That's so weird!".
No it's not weird you idiot. Actually, it's not weird at all since you go to the same places, read the same books, stay at the same cool vibe youth party hostel and fuck the same guys and NO, you will not, I repeat, YOU WILL NOT remember where you've been nor will you have the slightest idea with whom you've slept but that's traveling right?
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