And just like that, you're home.
A friend of mine once told me about the time she chaperoned a group of teenagers on a trip to China. After arriving in Beijing, the kids, once so excited for their trip, had a bit of a breakdown. Many of them had never been outside of the U.S. Most of them hadn’t been too far from their hometown. As a result, every last one of them had a minor implosion due to culture shock.
My friend, in response, led them to a McDonald’s.
When she told me this, I was aghast.
“You did what?” I said, thinking of one of my cardinal rules of travel: never eat at fast food restaurants.
She shrugged, unmoved by my disdain. “Everything was unfamiliar to them, and they needed a bit of comfort.”
I shook my head, and told her she should have made them toughen up. Wasn’t the whole point of traveling the world to experience new things? To be out of your comfort zone? I argued that she did them a disservice.
I can be such an ass.