Downside #44

You never get a tan

Or more accurately, you never get a proper tan. Sure, you may spend half your life swanning around countries where it only drops below 45C in an Ice Age, the midnight sun boils eggs and the ozone layer is so thin that small animals get sucked into space, but unless you plan on wandering topless into 101 aghast hotels, restaurants and mosques every day, the one thing you will never get is a nice all-over even brown sheen. And even if you do fit in a bit of beach-lazing here and there, nothing will ever balance out the hideous iniquity of the everyday bitch tan on the parts which do get constant exposure - in fact, after a few years you'll even forego rampant backpacker-groupie-sex just so no-one can laugh/scream/vomit at the contrast between the pasty zombie pallour of your clammy white bits and the black leather melanomic crackling of your sun-fried forearms and neck. The savviest writers simply plaster on the factor 150 and claim to be goths, which of course comes with its own downsides, but does at least obviate the burns, skin grafts and constant whiff of burning pork...