“I am not the only traveller who had not repaid his debt. I’ve been searching for a trail to follow again”

I had dreaded coming back before we had even set off. I knew the readjustments we would have to make would be massive and I would be haunted by the memories that had made travelling such an astounding experience. So when we did come back I did the only thing I could think of to … More “I am not the only traveller who had not repaid his debt. I’ve been searching for a trail to follow again”

“Home is where your heart is set in stone, is where you go when you’re alone, is where you go to rest your bones”

In an attempt to readjust to life back home we decided to experience all that we had missed whilst we were gone. And what we had missed most was the people. The UK seems like such a tiny insignificant dot on this earth after we’ve travelled so far across it all so we decided to … More “Home is where your heart is set in stone, is where you go when you’re alone, is where you go to rest your bones”

“Nobody knows how to get back home. And we set out so long ago.”

This is the part that no one talks about. And now I know why. It’s horrible, depressing, uncomfortable, full of longing and completely uninspiring. It requires huge adjustments, massive reality checks and a heavy reliance on other people after you have spent so long being independent. After nearly 14.5 months of continuous travel, coming home … More “Nobody knows how to get back home. And we set out so long ago.”

“Taking this one step at a time, I got your back, and you got mine. One foot in front of the other.”

It was 3am and I was sat on a windowsill looking impatiently down at the Latvian road which would eventually deliver my friends to me. It had been over a year since I had seen one of them (the other three having joined us in previous countries on the trip) and when they finally burst … More “Taking this one step at a time, I got your back, and you got mine. One foot in front of the other.”

“With the moon I run, far from the carnage of the fiery sun.”

If fear were an animal, I think it would be a meerkat. Having worked with meerkats I have to break it to you all that more often than not they do not possess the cute and cuddly personalities people project on to them. They can be aggressive and vicious little buggers. Tenacious too and very … More “With the moon I run, far from the carnage of the fiery sun.”