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How can you know who you are when who you are is always changing? I want this blog to be for those who are interested in travel, those who wish to travel more, and those who are travelling but perhaps struggling with the hardships that come from being a 'world citizen'. Where is your sense of belonging?
Late July in Madrid was miserable. The weather was glorious; it was hot, but not quite 'August hot' and everyone was in holiday-mode; part of me forgot that I was a working professional and the six-week summer break was no longer applicable. And the reason I was sad was because after months of beers on…
We didn't make it.
We stayed in Venice; we're still here right now.
We're stuck forever; that's us in the photo featured. Cazza's finishing off her glass, and I'm pondering over what cheese selection would go best with the next bottle.
Sleep deprived. Ecstatic from sugar highs and the promise of what was to be a very very super-dooper fun day out. Deranged because of all the catching up (breath and story-telling) and also deranged anyway because that was kind of how we rolled. You'll see what I mean as I go on to share the rest of my tale...
Sammy Wandering Abroad 