Ugh...
You know that feeling?
The one where you're standing in front of the automatic door and it's not sliding open? You're waving your arms and side-stepping, convincing yourself everyone sees you in this awkward state?
What about when you've only seen what famous places look like in photos, but when you arrive, the graffiti, stray dogs, and pushy shop owners have you crying in an uncomfortable single bed a few days into the trip.
Or just when you think you're exhausted, you turn up at the Air BnB that isn't as close to the city as it claimed, the owner is a male when all ads and pictures are of a female, and he invites himself to have breakfast with you the next morning?
Yikes.
The one where you're standing in front of the automatic door and it's not sliding open? You're waving your arms and side-stepping, convincing yourself everyone sees you in this awkward state?
What about when you've only seen what famous places look like in photos, but when you arrive, the graffiti, stray dogs, and pushy shop owners have you crying in an uncomfortable single bed a few days into the trip.
Or just when you think you're exhausted, you turn up at the Air BnB that isn't as close to the city as it claimed, the owner is a male when all ads and pictures are of a female, and he invites himself to have breakfast with you the next morning?
Yikes.