“Live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry” Jack Kerouac
England, United Kingdom, Great Britain…Home:
Travelling isn’t just about the physical places you visit or the physical attributes of a journey; travelling is about the emotional places you visit as well, not just while on the journey but once you’ve reached your destination, and even beyond this.
Returning home after 13 months on the road has well and truly opened my Pandora’s box of emotions. A few doors have closed (in some cases they’ve been slammed shut in my face, hard), yet others have presented themselves to me, ready to be opened.
It’s now time for the next adventure, the advent of the next “travelling” phase in my life. Opening any one of these new doors isn’t going to provide me with all the answers, it’s not going to suppress my feelings and emotions, and ultimately I don’t really know where the door will lead.
Yet despite facing a relative unknown, I still have a fair idea of the direction I want to head in. So whichever path I choose to follow next, whichever door I chose to walk through, I’m sure that by remaining focused and keeping my eyes on the prize, the journey will be just as exciting, and the “travelling” will never cease.
Chasing Amy-Lou 