Travel woes

I tend to get travel woes easily. It's not really homesickness, but just a general uncomfortableness of living out of a suitcase, drying your towel on your bunk bed rack/radiator, having a personal space of your bed by 1m height (and if you're lucky, a place to open your suitcase) and the whole constantly moving thing. It makes me wonder about how gypsies do this permanently...they have no real 'home', just places they reside in and are relatively fond of. I get horribly irritated in such a situation and turn into this all knowing, selfish, stubborn bitch who recluses more and more. And in saying that, I apologise to everyone I have travelled with and reached this stage with...it's not fun as I am sure you have found out. X