The Drift

27 June 2011

Bournemouth, UK

Whereas the last few days in Spain felt like an eternity, these past few days here have been nothing more than a drift.

I don’t really remember what I’m doing in the daytime or evenings apart from relaxing.

I got a a new backpack and have looked extensively at Interrail/Eurail. Basically, I haven’t thought about anything but travel. It’s like what I do for a living, because even ‘on holiday’ it’s what is subconsciously on your mind.

I drift comfortably to the halfway mark.

Literally, too. The winter solstice above.