Taste of Home.

There are times when traveling that you desperately desire a taste of home. For example, my American flatmates and I, while in Wales, craved McDonald's so badly that we walked a mile and a half away from the train station- getting lost along the way- just for a 10 piece Chicken McNugget, a large Diet coke, and a medium french fry. Nothing smells more like home (America) than walking into a foreign McDonalds. We barely made the train back to London, but we all got our fix.
I'm an observer, and I find daily life and daily interactions with people to be hilarious. Some of the most entertaining experiences in my life have occurred when I have been traveling. The unknown is always present when traveling and so is the feeling that there is actually no one in a group that has a true idea of what is going on. The only thing that is known is that you're all just going with the flow. This is one of the happiest feelings for me. No one's power tripping- or if they are-they'll be proved wrong when they are the reason you got lost for an hour and a half. Traveling forces you to relax and live in the moment.There's a big, promising world out there if you just get the courage to take the chance, and don't worry there will still be McDonald's and Starbuck's on every corner.