After so much time of moving from one place to another on a daily basis, it feels like I've been doing this forever, and it feels strange if I stop somewhere. There's only a handful of us, everybody knows where the luggage fits best, everyone can carry someone else's stuff without mixing shoes, sleeping bags or mats, things just flow naturally and the mood is pretty good.
When exactly did this become normal to me? Or even to the others? Can you even call this a routine if you never sleep in the same place, or talk to the same people, or pack the cargo in the same way, or use the same currency, or hear the same language?
I was probably too busy to notice when this change took place, but now I'm wondering what it will be like when I go home and everything changes back. Then again, it might never change back. I've become a different man.
So, to all of you out there, that joined the Ride and went back home: how are you doing?