We’ve pressed pause on the travels for a few days and rolled just a few kilometres down the road to Beeliar, settling in close to family for Christmas. It feels a bit strange to be “home but not home,” still living out of the van and half in holiday mode, but there’s something comforting about being near familiar faces at this time of year.
For now, the adventure takes a gentle breather. The big miles can wait — there are grandkids to squeeze, too much food to eat. Lets see what the new year brings.