Back at Singapore, after an accumulated 16 hours flights (going to Europe from Israel, then doubling back to Singapore). Can't say it's a great experience..
And I love flights!
Maybe I'm growing softer as the time goes by. More spoiled? I don't know.
I still dream of going on long hikes, even if it means 20 hours on a plane and more than that on a bus.
Always loved good hotels, but my trips are more urban these days. I take responsibility though: it's up to me to plan a more adventurous, rural trip.
I feel like I let myself grow slack. not challenging my body, and not challenging my mind and soul.
Best way to deal with it is to set a plan and go with it.
Wish me luck!
