7 things that suck about backpacking

Travelling is amazing, it opens the mind and frees the soul. We all know that but there are downsides, particularly if you're backpacking. 

Like, you may think you'd like backpacking but, you could be wrong.

1. Looking like a hobo.

Fashionistas, you can cross backpacking off the list. There is no room in your bag to fabulous. Putting on clean underwear is a glamourous as it gets. No room for the beauty products you use usually in your bag. Hair care goes out the window. Blair and Serena would be disgusted.

2. The physical act of carrying a backpack on your back.

Didn't think about that one did you? Well yes, that big ass bag has to go on your back. You have to haul it on trains, buses, up and down hills. Betcha he didn't have that six pack when he started his holiday.

3. Being lost.

It's the true beauty of being in a foreign country. No one to help, no phone that works, no one that speaka's your language,  horrible things start running through your head: 'if I got stabbed right now, no one would know'. Okay, maybe that's just me being paranoid but seriously, getting lost is so annoying. 

4. Laundry Day.

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Your life starts to revolve around when you're next going to be able to do your laundry. Having such a small amount of stuff with you means you're on a very small rotation circle with outfits. You can feel it creeping up on you. You think about it everyday; laundry anxiety I call it. Eventually it becomes to much and you have to find a laundrette (or as the Germans would say 'wash salon'). 

5. Fast Food.

There is only so much take away one person can handle until they start craving a home cooked meal. Not something I was that fussed about before but experience has taught me it's crucial that the hostel you're staying at has a kitchen. Although, I do enjoy a cheeky cheeseburger almost every time I pass a McDonalds. 

6. WIFI.

I can sniff out free wifi a mile off. It's like a sixth sense. 

7. THE 'SHARED BATHROOM'.

There's that moment of relief when you've booked a hostel with a share bathroom and it's not filthy. YAYYY! Small victories people, although my flip flops stay firmly flapping on my feet as I try not to kill myself slipping around the shower in sandals.