Used to LOVE travel. In fact when my ex dumped me for someone prettier (lol) I took a writing job to review some of the best local food around Malaysia just to get away and be busy. It was fun and I gained more fat than ever haha.
But now when I had to travel once again, I hate it. Maybe because am older, and maybe simply because I'm married with kids.
Miss them so much, and miss the person who always wore pink for work.