You’ll be aware that during the past 18 months travel hasn’t really been a thing.
For some people, last summer might have meant a caravanning holiday with their families, but for me, the furthest I went was to pick up an order from Ikea’s car park, some four miles away.
My life has seemingly shrunk to the size of a pinhead and while I have been happy creating teeny, tiny adventures in my locality, the nagging voice in my head has been telling me that I have been allowing my world to get smaller and smaller and that, when the time comes to start travelling again, I’m going to really struggle to rediscover what little confidence I had.
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