David Peluchette 
It was somewhere between the third “Genius Packing Hack” and the fifth “Travel Tip You Need to Know Before Your Next Flight” that I realized I’d been duped.
It hit me sometime around my fourth soul-sucking trip to a government office in Kyiv, 1999.
One minute I was breezing through immigration in Spain, practically handed a glass of Rioja with my stamp, excited to start the Camino de Santiago and wondering why everyone made international travel sound so complicated.
A few months later, I was stuck at the Polish-Ukrainian border, passport in a grim-faced officer’s hand, customs agents tearing through our humanitarian vans like we were smuggling gold.
It happened in Kyiv. I was on my way to meet some friends for a few pints on a Friday night in a small basement pub back in the day called “The Drum” or “Baraban”.
Everyone’s got that one friend, you know the one…
I assumed “everyone speaks English” and “the customer is always right.” Turns out, I was embarrassingly wrong!
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Have you ever come back from a vacation feeling like you need another one?
You know the experience…
If not speaking the language is your excuse for not moving abroad, scrap it.
It’s useless.
We’ve all been there, returning home from a trip feeling more drained than when we left.