It felt so good that I wanted to stay longer but it was not possible as in my job they were waiting for me. At the end of those 5 months I was waiting for that feeling to come, where I started missing my family and friends and my life back home, but it never came and I went back to Madrid feeling so miserable.
I think it took me more than 2 months to accept my life back at home, it started to be a bit better when the good weather arrived :).
At the end of summer I decided to go on holiday for 3 weeks, again on my own, to Sri Lanka. I felt, somehow, that it was the continuation of my trip, the extension that I wasn't greanted back then.
In that trip I didn't feel the same way as before. It was such a weird sensation, so new to me, and at the end I was really eager to go back home. I though that maybe, that was it for me, that I have completed the cycle and finally started missing my life in Madrid. That I had enough of traveling solo. It was also a sad feeling.
But life moves in misterious ways. Here I am again. I quit my job, packed my bag and took a one way ticket flight again to southeast Asia. This time, there wasn't the same things that moved me into take the decision. I already had had the experience of a long time travelling solo, this time I needed a break and a brand new start. I wanted to change things and I needed to feel at home away from home to understand all my reasons.
Here is a trip into my thoughts, a new version of this blog, used before as a tip guide for fellow travellers. I will keep on giving advice if you're happy to take it, but I would also try to open up a little bit and let you know what goes on in my head and, I believe, in many of the heads of you travellers.
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