pinch yourself

It's hard to believe we've only been gone a week and a half. It seems as though a lifetime has been packed into that time. We've crossed eight countries in as many days and still no call from Libya. Amazing to think that we may never have even made it as far as Dover!

When we meet people and they ask us where we're from, our answer, in short, is "Australia". Of course we are. Our accent alone is testament to the fact. But when their eyes widen and they marvel at how far we've come the story changes. "Actually we've only travelled from London. We live there .... well, we used to".

After just over a week away with our life packed up in London and a new destination in mind we feel more like world citizens than anything else. Life is just too transient at the moment to feel a kinship to anywhere but where we are right here, right now.

And right now we are in Italy. For a few hours. We've come from Slovenia this morning, to Trieste in Italy for lunch and then we'll head back to Slovenia tonight. So, in Italy, here I sit. A few precious hours to myself while Woz and Nate entertain themselves. I am sitting in a bar on a gorgeous street where I have wireless internet, good coffee and a contented soul.

Yep, it's moments like these you pinch yourself to check if what you are experiencing is real - and it is. It all feels so very undeserved. We spend each day so thankful for each moment and for another incredible experience underfoot, wondering what tomorrow will hold.