You carry your heavy backpack through the threshold of the front door, nonchalantly throw your bag on the floor and sit on the sofa. At first your surroundings feel reassuringly comfortable. You know where everything is, the toilet is clean and you can make yourself a cup of tea whenever you want. The first…
The post travel blues really do suck. I realised yesterday that I’m a lot happier when I’m travelling than when I’m static at home. I crave new social interactions and I love learning about different cultures, histories and languages. Travel enables me to do all four everyday! Ah well, only 14 more weeks until…
