It sounds ridiculous that I should question why I love to travel, why my desire to be abroad is so strong. Why Europe tugs as my heart. But, living with the tendency to over analyse everything this questioning has been at the forefront of my mind, often. Is my desire escapism? Shouldn’t I be settling down? Am I allowed to…

I’m in Berlin at the moment. Doing my first solo airbnb. It’s brilliant. The flat is exactly what you would want a Berlin flat to be – high ceilings, wooden floors, leafy green outlooks, funky décor to boot and a flatmate for the next two weeks who is soulfully kooky, creative and giving. I had to wait a petite while to…