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#32 - How do you know if you are having a great trip?


Here's our top      fifteen list




15. You constantly forget your room number at the hotel, because you've been in so many

14. You consider making up a new backstory for yourself when people ask you where you are from....because everyone else is so much more interesting

13. You no longer really look at the price of gas, food in restaurants, or even the change you are given in their funny looking money, with pictures of people you never heard of

12. You start using the expressions the locals do

11. You have had at least one dinner with strangers you picked up at a bar or other place

10. You can no longer remember the date

9. You cannot even remember the right day of the week, nor do you care

8. You can't remember where you were two nights ago

7. You have at least one bottle of good red wine every day

6. You have gained at least five pounds 

5. You have a picnic lunch at least once every three days

4. You have some kind of boat ride every three days on average

3. Your clothes are always stained or at least slightly dirty and you either don't 
     notice or don't care

2. You wear less and less makeup each day and aren't even crazed when you 
     totally run out of foundation. 

1. A good hotel is one with a washer and dryer in your unit and free Wi-Fi

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