After we’d been travelling a while, days of the week started to become the same. At home, we’d all looked forward to the weekends, and equally we’d all felt a bit down on Sunday night when it meant tomorrow was Monday morning. But while we’re travelling, ‘weekends’ and ‘weekdays’ only matter because of what everybody else does. Last weekend was a good example, as the Songkran holiday meant there were more Thai tourists on the beaches for the whole of last weekend. But now, on Monday, we’ve got the beaches to ourselves again. So I thought I’d share what this Monday looked like for me.