Hustling Hustling Hustling. Hustle makes me feel good. Oh Yea.
To be honest I’d also rather electrocute myself. It’s just that I’d like to hustle for socialism, not capitalism 
Hustling Hustling Hustling. Hustle makes me feel good. Oh Yea.
To be honest I’d also rather electrocute myself. It’s just that I’d like to hustle for socialism, not capitalism 
I hate that kind of vacation.
Had a neighbor that only did this kind of traveling. He traveled like three times a year to some all inclusive hotel in a poor country over the weekend and just ate and drank and maybe took a day looking at the surrounding poverty and then back to the hotel again. Blogged about it. Same shit every time.
Some picture of the airplane food + basic ass comment. Picture of the terminal + complains. A picture of some basic ass hotel room + stale ass joke. Picture of “continental breakfast” slop + comment. Some picture of a drink at the beach + basic ass comment. Some picture of the poor area + pointless comment. Picture of getting home + basic ass “finally home” comments. (Thank god that’s over! I guess.)
Sun burned, bloated and strained. Nothing interesting, no infrastructure project, no nature stuff, no unique experiences, no strange local food, nothing. Maybe a picture of that one building everyone already seen a million times… Just thinking of the amount of airplane fuel spent on this guy so he can eat slop, have a drink at the littered beach and slowly degrading from radiation is mind boggling. Jet-settler mindset.
I’m afraid that’s what “travel” means to a lot of people. I don’t know if they genuinely like it that way or if it’s just a societal expectation that they never dare challenge.
Like, if you want to spend your vacation doing nothing (which is totally fine) you can probably do it a short train ride from where you live (unless you’re in the US or something)
Even if you want to spend your vacation doing something interesting, there’s probably a lot to see in just a few hours by train from where you live. I know a couple of people who’ve been to all-inclusive beach resorts in like 5 countries but never been to the next town over on their railroad mainline.