I totally can see why you felt the way you did when you first arrived. In my tiny, short visit to China, the 2 days I did not have you as my guide I spent the first 2 hours of the day staring out, listening to incomprehensible babble and convincing myself I would stay in all day until you finished work. In fact, the fact that I knew you had 'been there, done that' on such a big scale was partly the reason why I 'got a grip' and went out. Oddly though I too stuck to bread... and TUC biscuits which I recognised and then went hungry until you saved me and took me to evening dinner. The 2 day I had more courage to step out. You/your previous stories gave me the courage to actually go to a restaurant the 2nd day alone. It was one we had visited together. I knew the layout. I knew you/we had eaten there and the food didn't kill me... so I went for it. So I can truly appreciate how you must have been feeling, so young, so alone. Had I not had you as a bolster I don't think I would have done that. A memory I treasure.
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I'm glad its become a lasting memory and thats the thing, through all the crap we go through, all the struggles and stress and poverty and loss, it seems the brain naturally refers back to those good times for the rest of your life. It really is more valuable than anything else you can do with yourself