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Slowing down again, this time it snuck up on us..

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After our immensely enjoyable time in Istanbul, which included a lovely visit from Julie’s family, we’d outlined rough plans to travel on through Turkey. Standing at the entrance to the Metro station which would take us to our bus and the next 4 or 5 weeks of travelling every few days, we realised our hearts weren’t in it..

We didn’t get on the Metro.

Instead, we stayed in Istanbul for a couple of extra days, re-evaluated, and then we got on an aeroplane to Malta*.

A wet welcome to Malta, from here it's easy to imagine this was part of the United Kingdom!

A wet welcome to Malta, from here it’s easy to see how this was once part of the United Kingdom!

We had a list of some simply amazing experiences lined up in Turkey – visiting Troy, taking a dip in the carbonate white pools of Pamukalle, and hot air ballooning over the other-worldly landscape of Cappadocia – but when we stopped for a moment we realised we just weren’t as excited about our impending travel as we thought we ought to be. As we talked about it, we remembered that it was about this time last year we decided to slow down, which resulted in a laid-back couple of months in Northern Thailand. Many of the reasons we had back then applied once more.

The southern fishing village of Marsaxlokk, home to Malta's Sunday market and just the kind of tranquility we were looking for

The southern fishing village of Marsaxlokk, home to Malta’s Sunday market and just the kind of tranquility we were looking for

And so, we decided we would take some time for ourselves, to catch up with the blog, and to rest, recuperate, and get ready to continue the adventure.

Oh, and we’ll definitely be back to Turkey for the hot air ballooning, the food and the genuinely warm hospitality if nothing else!

* Why Malta? Well, when we were wow’ing our way around Uzbekistan with Jo, she had nothing but praise for this small Commonwealth island. As it was fresh in our minds, and we were going to be working our way homeward through Europe, we looked at a few other countries but Malta had the right mix of interesting sights, quietness and winter warmth we were looking for. Thanks again Jo :o)

Slowing down, or why we paused in Chiang Mai for 2 months

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Before we started out on this two year adventure, the first and most common question we were asked about intending to travel for so long was “where are you going?” Our typical answer was to reel off a bucket list of destinations that went something like this:

Visas necessitated the planning up to the end of the Trans-Siberian as we wanted more than a month to travel across Russia, but beyond its borders our plan was pretty vague at the outset.

Sitting at the end of 2 months recuperation in Chiang Mai, we’ve had plenty of time to reflect on why we felt we needed to stay put for a while after 8 months of continuous travel. Now, I’m in no way trying to garner any form of sympathy here.. “oh, you poor things – travelling the world must be so exhausting!” I hear you cry.

And yes, I know you said that sarcastically.

Catching up on the blog writing, with a glass of wine in Chiang Mai, Thailand

Catching up on the blog writing, with a glass of wine in Chiang Mai, Thailand

When we were in the beautiful, ancient walled city of Pingyao in China, we got chatting to a couple from the UK who had moved to County Donegal a few years prior. During the conversation Steve said that his philosophy of travel is when he starts thinking of the next meal (instead of appreciating where he currently is), he knows it’s time to go home. We can honestly say that in the now 10 months since we left home, we haven’t reached that stage, but we were getting a little too accustomed to the ‘new-ness’ of everywhere.

A huge reason for travelling is to appreciate the differences. The differences in the people, their customs, their dress, their language, their beliefs, and their food. In the architecture, the infrastructure, the systems, the government, and the history – I know these words have many connotations but I use them here in their purest, neutral sense, without bias – to travel for me is to observe, experience, immerse and interact with the world. To revel in the differences. To make a connection with fellow man and to see the world anew.

For 8 months straight, we’ve typically spent no longer than 4 nights in a single place, every day doing something new, something different.

It’s been amazing, and we’ve experienced so much, but it’s also been exhausting. The cumulative and constant difference weighed on me like a 3rd rucksack and it started to dull my wonder and excitement for where we were.

We knew we needed some time to recharge, we needed the familiarity of the routine. We needed somewhere to completely unpack.

A flower in the swimming pool at our apartment in Chiang Mai

A flower in the swimming pool at our apartment in Chiang Mai

And so, for the past two months we made a little home-from-home in a very pleasant apartment in Chiang Mai. We’ve shopped regularly in the markets and supermarkets, cooked for ourselves and counted our laps of the swimming pool in Thai. We can navigate the city without a map, and we’re on first name terms with both our Thai masseuses and the staff at our local pub.

We’ve rested, we’ve recuperated, and now we’re ready to continue the adventure. We just hope it all fits back into the rucksacks!

Vive la différence!