I'm sure his plebe year was much worse than mine. I'm in a really easy company and so shit is more of an inconvenience than actually torturous. I've heard stories too, but like I said, it's not too bad here. And it's gorgeous. And on the water. And one day I will be able to travel. Maybe not the way y'all are really, but I'll be paid to go around the world.
I've been to 25 countries! Ask me where!
“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac
"I set out alone, finding no companion to cheer the way with friendly intercourse, and no party of travellers with whom to associate myself. Swayed by an overmastering impulse within me, and a long-cherished desire to visit those glorious sanctuaries, I resolved to quit all my friends and tear myself away from my home."
---Ibn Battuta, CE 1325