I was laying in bed the other night, listening to motorbikes clearing the way with their horns, and just revelling in how much i love to be on the road travelling.
General rant: We get asked by a fair number of people: why vietnam? or why whatever? but the real truth is we (OK, I, I'll let Barb speak for herself) just love to be out and travelling. You've heard the relevant quotes I'm sure, about it being the voyage, not the arrival, etc. I love being outside my comfort zone, I love being on the steep end of the learning curve, I really love having my assumptions, and perspective challanged.