Lately I’ve been in a bit of a slump-slash-quarter-life-identity-crisis. Actually, let’s not kid ourselves here, I’m always in one of those moods. While in some respects I’ve never felt happier – I finally feel like I am on track with my life and doing what I love, and I’m following my dreams bla bla and bla. I know I have grown and evolved so much thanks to travel, especially over the past year, but sometimes I look back and wonder if some things weren’t better before? You see, recently I have been feeling less adventurous than I used to be. A lot less adventurous.