When you get treats from home, you guard them with your life.
Everything you own can fit into one suitcase.
You no longer respond to the question: “When are you coming home?”
Nothing makes you happier than when a student correctly pronounces the “b” sound.
The high of being somewhere completely new and foreign fades very fast.
You learn to appreciate all forms of public transit.
You learn very quickly how to entertain yourself.
No one understands your jokes.
You discover smells you never knew existed.
Your escape plan is always just out of reach.