You know you're totally adjusted to your perma-vacation when ...

You sit for an hour in an empty train wondering why it's running so late because you had no idea daylight savings turned clocks back a week ago.

You realize it's Halloween, not when you write 31.10.2008 on the hostel registry, not when you check in for your bus, and not when you inspect your dated stamp at the Croatian border, but when the third consecutive group of witch-hat-clad teenagers passes you on the street.

When you literally squeal with joy at the sight of a shower head with a wall attachment (as in, I can wash my hair with two hands!). Well maybe that's the sign I'm not really so adjusted afterall.

xoxo Jessie