Not the actual travel part, but the part where you have no fall back option if things go slightly tits up. I want my bed, my mum to cook some food for me, to feel Safe for a while.
Instead I am sat in McDonalds wondering where I’m going to sleep, using the free wifi to look at my old photos and thinking what I’d do differently if I could do it all over again. I like to think I wouldn’t change my decision to travel, but at the moment? It’s not looking too good.
I’m in Australia bitches…things just didn’t go how I had planned at all.