My living on an island series is now over. It’s time to leave Palawan, and travel on. I’ve already written enough about the place to say that’s it’s very nice, but it’s not me. The living on an island part anyway. I hope my travel journals from there will have helped anyone else thinking of a similar thing.
It’s certainly given me a chance to do a lot of writing, photo processing, thinking and planning. The latter I seem to get better at the closer to an end date I get to.
Before living in Palawan, and during I’ve traveled, to other parts of the Philippines, including Mindanao which I far preferred over Palawan. More on that soon.
Meanwhile I’m headed to my second choice island further south. Just to see if I made the right choice in Palawan. We’ll see …
As I pack my bags from the island that was my temporary home I do so with a heavy weight in my chest. What’s worse is the longing that builds up and releases itself.
When staying in a place for longer than a week or two my mind links a connection to it as home.
A fake kind of reassurance that maybe this is it. While at the same time it hides the fact that it’s not home.
These are the unwritten symptoms of long term travel, I feel.
My timer on the right hand side is soon to strike 5 years.
I didn’t think it would take this long. And now, I’m saying goodbye to another potential that never was. A coincidence … I hope so. I have to think so. These times are not easy.
Five years of travel and what it can do to you