Every time I tell myself that each big trip will be my last, on the basis that I'm "getting too old and need to save the money for things like mortgages and cars" I know that I am lying to myself, and that I am allowing societal pressure to 'settle down' to try and deprive me of doing what it is I enjoy doing the most.
In reality, though, I think travel is one of the most important things for anyone in the world to do. The daily routine – whether or not you enjoy yours – is an endless cycle of pretty much the same thing every single day, and it's important to have a bit of different perspective every now and then – to look at your life from a different angle and ask yourself whether or not you're really happy with the way things are going or perhaps if there is something in your life that could benefit from change.
Central America – with its beautiful and unique flora and fauna, tropical wildlife and colourful characters has been the perfect place in which to spend a fortnight away, and in an ideal world I would never have purchased a return ticket.
But for now I just have to treasure and appreciate the memories and look at my big ol' World Map and work out where to go next.