Apologies for the gap between blog entries: it’s been a busy few weeks since returning from Australia. I’ve been trying to define exactly where ‘home’ is. When you’re travelling, you’re away from home, but what if your destination becomes home?
Coming ‘home’ to La Clusaz just a week before the lifts closed meant I wanted to spend the whole week skiing. But what about work? Mine is pretty flexible, but I still needed to catch up. The pressure was on to ski and work, yet I was happy just to enjoy home domesticity.
Being able to prioritise and compromise is important during long-term travel, but when does long-term travel become ‘home’. Is it the familiarity with a place? The habits that build up over time? Who you share your home with? It’s no doubt different for each person, and I still prefer to think of my French home as a base for travelling around the Northern hemisphere. Australia will always have my heart. And so, the juggling continues. Next trip: Moroccan dessert!