I miss travelling

I miss seeing new sites. I miss meeting new people. I miss the sights and the sounds and the smells. I miss the new food and the barriers that we faced. I miss writing posts about my days and looking over new photos and laughing about our adventures. I miss carrying all of my luggage and skyping people. I want to travel again. I want to meet new people and see new sites. I want to go back to the places I went to and see what I haven't seen. I remember the first time I went to London. I remember the excitement and the thrills. I remember the sites and the sounds and the smells. I remember the overflowing disbelief that I made it to London. I remember how upset I was that I had to leave and then the excitement that I was coming back. I remember the first time that I entered Plymouth and the feeling of home. I remember meeting Alyssa and getting lost in the Uni. I miss it. I want to go back. I want to go home.