One month away

Today marks one month since I left London, on Saturday the 4th July. It’s strange because in some ways it feels like it has all gone past in the blink of an eye – and surely it was only yesterday that I was sitting in the garden in Stockwell having a delicious breakfast before leaving? The longest I had ever been away before this trip is 5 weeks, to Peru; now, a month doesn’t feel nearly long enough to visit anywhere at all, so I’m even more glad that I’ve managed to find this 6 months (and possibly more) to go travelling.  (more…)