Jetlag is not fun

Sydney, Australia
Friday, September 1, 2006

It's all a bit surreal.

For all those who keep asking "is it nice to be home" - NO it's not! I would much rather be in Amsterdam or Ireland or on top of some Swiss mountain. But like the rest of you, I shall now get back to work and start saving for the next trip... Kombi through the Northern Territory sounds good.

10 months later:
There must be a name for the feelings experienced by travelers after returning home from extended backpacking tours. For three months I was depressed, bored, unmotivated and did NOT want to be back home, surrounded by mundane routines and beige people.
I could not find a "self-help" group for wayward travelers who want to be anywhere other than here. The euphoria of traveling slowly faded and only gazing longingly at the amazing photos (which I still haven't managed to frame) took the edge off my depression.
I was unable to get motivated about work or homelife, or do much of anything except take my scooter on increasingly longer rides - having three summers in a row was a real bonus for scootering pleasures. It was a good three months before I recovered from the shock of the housesitter from hell, the cockroach infestation and the sad taste of Australian coffee.
I have discovered that the best way to get over the depression of the end of a holiday is to plan and book the next holiday. Thus, 10 months after returning from our European Odyssey, we are on another plane, crossing the fabulous continent of Australia, beginning our next adventure - albeit scooterless.

Read on...

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