You know, before I go to uni abroad I used to hate where I live. People are shallow, the government's corrupt, the school system is so elitist some go bonkers or commit suicide. On top of that, you're sure to bump into people you know anywhere you go. There's the heat, too. And the humidity. And tourists. *bleep*ing tourists who think they're superior

There's rapes, murders, alcoholism (and road accidents linked to it) - pretty much like any country, except you hear about it more because mine is smaller. The internet's slow, there's barely anything to do. You get bored easily, unless you're a rich bastard or a tourist who can afford everything they want.
Then I went to uni, and I realised this:
I live in a tropical island. Because it's also a volcanic island, there's no
native population. Everyone came from somewhere else, namely France, India, Africa, China and Arabia. So I have all these cultures surrounding me, not mentioning the delicious food you get when you mix these cultures together. On top of that, everyone here speaks English, French, Creole and some speak Hindi/Urdu (coming from India) or Hakka/Mandarin (coming from China). And because it's such a small place, the beach is never more than 30 minutes away. Life is cheap, we're pretty stable. No act of terrorism ever happened here, and we're not at war. And the US has an air base on one of our annexed islands - so we're covered. The climate's decent, it's never that cold. We have a pretty big middle class, too, so although there's still poverty, the gap between the rich and the poor is pretty filled up. And I can keep in touch with my friends from uni because I don't pay extra for international texts!
I've never been so patriotic in my life.
And I forgot, we do have an islet off of my island with lots of snakes and spiders, deadly ones too. But the main island's fauna is not poisonous.