Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
As a travel blogger all I do is write about journeys away from home, be it 1 hour by plane or 18. But what is distance? For me the most recognisable measure of being so far from “home” is the time. I’m 8-hours apart from my family, my dog, my things. When I’m awake they’re asleep and vice versa. To me, nothing screams distance like a time difference.
The greatest time difference I’ve experienced is Bali, Indonesia. Being 8-hours ahead of the World it seems, albeit just your World – your home.

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