There are moments

There are moments when you travel where everything is right. Where you feel at peace, calm, happiness, breathless, whatever you want to call it.

Like when I watched the sunset on Lake Baikal on a boat overlooking Shaman rocks - one of the most sacred places in Buryat culture. The sky turned pink all across the lake and the stillness was infectious.

Or when I saw the Winter Palace in Saint Petersburg for the first time and just stood there, mouth agape and staring at the splendor of it all.


There are 'moments' where I catch myself smiling like an idiot bumping across a pot-holed road in Siberia in a chocked full marshtruky bus for 8 hours and being more uncomfortable than you could imagine and yet being happy.

It's not that there are none of these breath-stopping moments at home - nights at the cabin, drinks with the girls. But 'moments' when you travel are particularly special because they can be so unexpected, so untimed and often after a long day's travel or a few days without a shower.