I’m happy that I am safe, secure, and comfortably gathering
my bearings at a leafy accommodation. I feel so fresh and clean after that
disgusting bus ride from Arusha. I’ve enjoyed a lazy day doing nothing productive.
It’s a wonderful breather to station myself where I’m rooted in one place, and
not up and go constantly.
It feels like home when I’m at a hostel, meeting new people
from all over the world. I feel more at home at places like these then I ever
had back home.
Since it’s summer, I don’t have work or school. If I’m going
to be lazy, I’d rather be lazy here in Africa then back in the states. Of course the communal bathrooms are gross
and I can’t walk around barefoot, but it’s worth the serenity and detachment of
the unnecessary worries back home. Therefore putting up with the third world
grossness is not a big deal for me. It puts the first world problems to shame.
First world problems include:
- Not finding close parking spots
- Not being able to go to Cancun for spring break
- Not finding a shirt in the right size
- When your waiter gets your order wrong
- Friends don't invite you out
- Etc.
This is why I'm perpetually lured to third world peace.
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| Making myself at home in my lovely dorm, shared with 10 other people |
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| Red Chilli Hideaway, Kampala
Expenses
Breakfast: 5,000 / 2 USD
Water: 2,000 / 0.80
Dinner: 12,000 / 4.80
Dorm: 8 USD
TOTAL: 18.80 USD
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