This post was written by Nastia for a lovely Ukrainian female blog The Devochki. It became so popular that we decided to post its English version here.

We live a life of travel. It means that we are constantly moving from country to country, live on heaven islands, make money on the Internet and spend time with each other 24 hours a day, seven days a week. In a word, although it may sound too cheesy, we love to travel and each other.

I have only you in the whole wide world

While traveling this phrase gains a literal sense. If suddenly you are fed up with your boyfriend, you cannot just go to work or go out with your girlfriends, you cannot call your mom, you cannot even lock yourself in the bedroom, just because you do not have it.

Life of travel means that:

You are constantly together. All the time. Even if you want to go for swim in the Indian Ocean in the morning, you take your sleepy and annoyed boyfriend with you, because the level of rape is too high for independent walks.

All the time. Even if you want to go for swim in the Indian Ocean in the morning, you take your sleepy and annoyed boyfriend with you, because the level of rape is too high for independent walks. You’ve seen it all. I mean IT ALL. Even if you didn’t want to see it. In a small hostel room there is no place for personal space in case of food poisoning.

I mean IT ALL. Even if you didn’t want to see it. In a small hostel room there is no place for personal space in case of food poisoning. When you go to the restaurant, but you do not think it is romantic. That’s because you do not go on a date, but because the boiler is broken again, and there will be no 5-minute noodles today!

That’s because you do not go on a date, but because the boiler is broken again, and there will be no 5-minute noodles today! You forgot the last time you quarreled. Not because you do not know how to do that, but because you do not want to be left alone in the middle of the night on the road between towns, with names you cannot even pronounce.

When you become wiser

You live and constantly think about the missed opportunity to cry, about the lack of dates, and even about the impossibility of having a parrot (parrot needs a cage, cage needs a house, and I don’t even have a constant house!). Sitting under a mango tree somewhere really far away, and eating yesterday guava (because your boyfriend does not eat that, why did we buy it at all?), you think about how bad things are in your relationship.

To stop this you need to:

Look around. Most likely you are very far away from home and it is super cool. And that is all thanks to your boyfriend who once upon a time bought that very first ticket to Singapore.

Most likely you are very far away from home and it is super cool. And that is all thanks to your boyfriend who once upon a time bought that very first ticket to Singapore. Stop comparing yourself with married friends. Yes, she has a husband who is a lawyer, yes, shes is on the fifth month of pregnancy, but to see 33 countries on 4 continents is still better.

Yes, she has a husband who is a lawyer, yes, shes is on the fifth month of pregnancy, but to see 33 countries on 4 continents is still better. Think about what your life would be if you were not traveling together (while shuddering do not drop the guava).

How to become happy no matter what

And you return to your chicken hut, and you see him, tanned and unshaven, trying to fix something in your blog. Now the main thing is not to spoil his and your mood at least in the next ten countries, and it is very simple, if you:

Do not interfere when he sorts thing out. In most countries no one has ever heard about gender equality, and you have to put up with this.

In most countries no one has ever heard about gender equality, and you have to put up with this. Divide responsibilities. Since he talks to the locals, you must also have a constant duty. I have it: I pack up and cook food. I hate packing.

Since he talks to the locals, you must also have a constant duty. I have it: I pack up and cook food. I hate packing. Know instinctively when to become white and fluffy. Not in the sense of stop shaving your legs and cover yourself with sun cream, but in the sense of becoming a girl who deserves ice cream and new trousers after a lengthy day investigating ruins in northern Cambodia.

Not in the sense of stop shaving your legs and cover yourself with sun cream, but in the sense of becoming a girl who deserves ice cream and new trousers after a lengthy day investigating ruins in northern Cambodia. Listen to him. This is the most unpleasant one, ’cause in the most cases men are wrong by default. But when you go along a dusty street somewhere in Malaysia and all men stare at your naked legs, he is the only one to tell you that you need to put on something longer. And he is right, though in general it is sexism and machismo.