Jo the Traveller

Travelling, like anything, comes with its highs and lows. If you're travelling alone, I find the lows can feel particularly bleak. This one's the worst yet. It's not helped by being ill, being ina country I'm yet to be endeared to, sitting through immense monsoon thunderstorms in dreary guesthouses, getting rather bored of having to go through the 'so, where have you been/are you going' drudge of travel itinerary conversations. I'm slowly looking forward to no longer being Jo the Traveller and just being Jo again. Whoever that is.