I'm a white girl with problems, get me out of here.

I am raging at Trinidad just now, for a variety of reasons. Mainly this is my own issue and the country itself is not at fault, but the problem is that every time something bad happens the first thing I think is "THIS WOULD NEVER HAPPEN IN EUROPE!" and it is ALWAYS TRUE. Today I'm grumpy because I went to get my eyebrows done (got a mani-pedi as well, for the second time in my life. Turns out the first mani-pedi was really good.) and the woman fucked them up real bad. They're squint and it genuinely makes me want to cry whenever I look at them.

The manicure was a bizarre experience because the woman tried to give me a bit of an arm massage after she'd done it and I literally had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep from laughing. She started by lightly pinching my my arm skin (mainly my arm hair, if I'm honest) between her thumb and fingers, then repeatedly chopping at my arm in a Turkish-massage kind of movement, then stroking my arm in downwards movements. This is exceptionally difficult to explain but as someone who does not like unexpected physical contact I found it very uncomfortable but also hilarious. I will show you my newly learnt massage techniques next time I see you.

In general, I just find Trinidad a really uncomfortable place to be. Like, physically uncomfortable as well as awkward. My inner ear has been really itchy basically since I arrived, my entire body is covered in mosquito bites, my sprained ankle still twinges every time I exercise (so I'm going to be morbidly obese by the time I get back to the UK) and it's so hot and sticky all the time. Obviously the awkwardness is because I am foreign but I literally have never felt more out of place in my life. I am so uncomfortable with the way of life here and I don't know how to talk about my concerns with any of the people I know here without offending anyone. Also this country really needs a fucking bus service, this is ridiculous. I am assured that there is, in fact, a bus service but I have seen a grand total of two buses since I got here which is kind of just not good enough?

One of my aunts bought me this. It fits quite neatly with this post given that I have never felt MORE FOREIGN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

Sorry about my face. And my eyebrows. Sob.