Things I miss...

I'm here, 5000 miles away from home and life is a bit surreal. I'm getting up when everyone else has already done half a day's work. I'm having dinner when everyone I love and care about is tucked up in bed and I'm just living a different life for a few days - nice, but still surreal. I love the buzz of being away, the travel, the different people, the surprises that make each day so different. It's what I love about travelling. It also hightlights my vulnerability because I'm way out of my comfort zone here. It is the same for everyone, as I discovered tonight, which I kinda guessed, but is still comforting to know x x x