It’s been essentially six months since I left the U.S. to travel abroad for the first time (for real travel, not Cabo or Cancun) and then embark on Remote Year. Currently I am sitting in my two bedroom apartment in Ha Noi, Vietnam with my shades pulled shut over the extremely strange windows in my room that look into my own hallway and someone else’s living room instead of the outdoors. The constant stream of honks and beeps from outside doesn’t even phase me anymore. What does phase me is the rat that has taken shelter in the walls above my bed, pitter pattering away throughout the night. It’s Sunday,…