Anyway, it was quite weird to be back in a 'developed' country (or countries). Not worrying about electricity, having flushing toilets and being able to order a hamburger I knew would not make me lose 8 pounds lighter later on that night was pretty cool. But landing at Heathrow definitely felt like sensory overload. One of the best parts about living down here has been learning to live with much less. As an expat, I still live better than 99% of the country, but compared to living in London or Joburg or New York, there's still a big difference. And in this lesser lifestyle, you somehow find more to entertain and amuse yourself. You learn to appreciate simpler things... but I will stop here as it could get pretty ridiculous and way to preachy and cheezy.
What I will say is that I did sit down on the toilet every time I had to go while in London and Kitzbuhel. Even when I had to pee, I would sit down. Why you ask? I'm not a woman ofcourse, but it was the fact that for the first time in two months I was in a semi-clean public bathroom and thus I felt the need to celebrate the fact that the bathroom was cleaner than my office, cleaner than Statehouse and thus worthy of housing my behind for a few minutes... Like I said, its the little things in life....
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