Nights to remember

How many times does one say to himself - "never again"? When I started to work and earn some money (as a student) I moved out of my parents. I moved into cellar. I had to work as shit to get money to find a normal apartment.
Same with holidays - I had fun as a student living in tents or under the sky or something.
And same with business trips - as a rookie I had fun regardless to where I was staying or how I was traveling. But with time responsibilities increased, load of work became huge.
And so I appeared in Simferopol, where client had set me into a students dormitory. I had a privileged room. During the night there was 16C and no warm water. This was too much for me, so I have moved to a hotel - a bit better :))
But can u imagine the students that have to live with that for the rest 20 years and 20 more to come?