Travelling away from home can be an extra-challenge for those of us with health challenges and sensitivities of any kind because it takes us out of our routine. It’s not so much the distance but the upheaval that can be difficult to cope with (on top of the extra tiredness that comes with travel) when you probably have well-established survival tactics in place at home that enable you to cope pretty well with your health most of the time. Booking a holiday can feel a bit like planning to blow all that carefully created homeostasis to pieces in the name of having fun and there have been times when I wonder why I do it; is it even worth it (the answer, by the way, is yes). Changes in sleep arrangements and diet can throw health into disarray when maintaining that balance has become a finely tuned thing. So when I refer to travelling “abroad” here, I mean anywhere that is not home, though air travel brings its own particular challenges.
For me, this is a trade-off that I am prepared to accept in return for travel – which I am passionate about; but that’s not to say that it is always easy and its become a case of knowing what my limitations are and how to obtain the circumstances that best support me (without flinching at having to ask for them). Having been away from home three times this month (a week in the country, a night in a city hotel and four days overseas), this topic felt ripe for the picking. It felt like an opportunity to outline some of the common pitfalls and challenges and some of the ways I have learned to cope with them (to the best of my ability) to ensure that a holiday is a series of jolly-days, not something to be dreaded or recovered from.
I just want to add, at the start of this health journey I fared much less well with travel and would be crashed out exhausted and in additional pain for up to a month afterwards. In fact three trips in quick succession would have been out of the questions just a couple of years or more ago, which shows just how far I have come (or better I have got at adapting). I’ve also come a long way in how much I respect and understand what my body needs. Back then, a holiday was an excuse to go even more off the rails in terms of diet and so on than in my normal life, letting it all hang out in the name of enjoying myself – which effectively meant I was letting it down just as I was asking even more of it than usual. I also knew next to nothing about electro-sensitivity, which is a prime consideration when away from home these days as it is impossible to maintain the same electro-stasis in a hotel that I’ve managed to create overnight at home (using an isolator switch installed just over a year ago). These days, an insistence upon great diet and an understanding of how EMFs profoundly affect my health are the two most important things that I pack in my suitcase!
So, blow by blow, I’m going to run through some of the typical scenarios that can be taxing and the way that I have learned to cope with them or to adapt the way I do things to make (in so many ways) a better experience of travel than I’ve ever had before.
Airports and flying – challenged before you even get there
An obvious one to start with is considering how you get there and, if flying comes into that equation, you have but two choices – to avoid travelling altogether or learn how to make the best of a challenging deal. Airports and planes are an electro-soup to swim through between home and destination and the effects of passing through can rock your health for days afterwards unless you take good care of yourself en route.
If electro-sensitivity is one of your things, you probably already know just how much going through those airports, being subjected to scans and flying in a hermetically sealed tin box at high-altitude is going to affect your equilibrium. As soon as I stepped into Heathrow airport last week, my whole biology was fizzing and that was before I got close to the security checks. On the return trip I was subjected to a body scan inside a closed booth and my head felt like it had been pumped full of tightly packed electrons for the next 15 minutes or more, the pressure, tingling and cascading effects were profound (interestingly, my husband commented on the same). Then, just walking those polished floors teeming with people carrying phones and gizmos underneath hot lights between all the eateries and shops sends electric shocks into the base of my feet, down arms to tingling fingers and flushing electricity through my face. Airports provide a relentless barrage of EMFs and, given the amount of time we are forced to stay in them before we even board a plane (shopping malls can feel the same but at least we have the choice to leave), there is really no avoiding it.
In fact, the flying part can be a welcome relief; the gentle flow of oxygen can make yo ufeel pleasantly lightheaded for short trips yet there is a drying and tightening effect to cells of being on board which can have repercussions as exacerbated nerve pain during or after the flight. With diabolical timing, this electro-environment combined with the stress of travel may have caused bowel and bladder issues to flare. Pressure headaches are a classic symptom of being in these kinds of environment and (unless luggage has been brilliantly thought-through), back and neck pains are common. One of the things I really noticed this time of flying was how tight my usually comfortable footwear (chosen because they were the best pair for spending hours walking in) became excruciatingly tight in this environment, almost like they weren’t my shoes, which confirms to me how the body’s first response to modern travel is inflammation. The feeling of profound dehydration that is also a classic side-effect of flying impacted me for at least 48 hours afterwards on both journeys. To avoid cascading into pain, boswellia as an anti-inflammatory can be a godsend and coconut water is a powerful antidote to dehydration (plus, of course, plenty of water). Even if you enjoy the occasional caffeinated drink (mine is green tea), I recommend avoiding it completely on the days that you travel since it will only worsen dehydration. If you think you will miss the theanine in the green tea (or if you would benefit from a calming effect), take an L-Theanine supplement, as I do, which can offer that calm feeling just before you fly. Healthy options that will boost, not deplete, include green juice or something like carrot and ginger (full of antioxidants); drinks which I was happy to find were more than readily available at both airports. In the “old days” I would have downed coffee and tea to keep myself going, not to mention sugary snacks and greasy food – no wonder I used to arrive on holiday feeling like the walking wounded.
Even with this kind of self-care, travel is exhausting and I almost always need an hour or so to recover on arrival. My top tip is to allow this! Try out your new bed for at least that first hour, even if you don’t manage to sleep, as it can make all the difference, allowing the body to recalibrate to its new surroundings. You can go for that first stroll around later, when you will be so grateful for the time you took to do nothing at all.
Back into the electro smog – coping with hotel accommodation
Hotels, of course, can be another trip wire for the electro-sensitive and I had diligently emailed ahead to alert mine that our room should not be anywhere near a wi-fi router or electrical fuseboard. When I arrived, we were very efficiently greeted by a hotel representative who walked us to our room to make sure everything met with my needs. She showed us how to turn off the mini-bar and called up a guy from maintenance to disengage the wire at the back of the fixed television on the wall which, otherwise, was stuck on permanent standby. Our room was lovely and quiet, well away from public areas and places with a high traffic of people using cellular technology. We made sure we had the same arrangement last year in Copenhagen, where our location in a dead-end corridor next to a cleaning cupboard meant we had no one anywhere near us with their phones. Another small boutique hotel we stayed in, last year, had a wi-fi router directly outside our door but allowed us to switch it off at the mains after 11 o’ clock at night (it was a small hotel and he made the other guests aware). Being an electro-sensitive himself, that hotel owner was more understanding than most but it is always worth sticking your neck out and asking anyway. Making sure you ask for these kinds of considerations to be taken when allocating rooms can make all the difference (and, believe me, I’ve experienced the opposite effect in rooms where I’ve paced the floor like a cat on a hot tin roof all night because the EMFs are almost unbearable).
Even then, being used to sleeping in a “quiet” house where an electrical isolater switch has been installed (one flip of that switch and our house goes electrically quiet at night) means that any degree of electro pollution in a sleeping area feels profoundly different to what I am used to. Both my husband and daughter comment on this when they are away from home as they have also become accustomed to the benefits of our “quiet” house so we often have restless nights of communal floor-pacing as we settle in to a new place. In fact, this latest couple of trips has been an interesting experiment to see how we fared in an “electrical” hotel bedroom, with close neighbours using their technology just the other side of a wall, after over a year of sleeping in a quiet zone. These observations are interesting enough to fuel a whole other article, which I will post soon.
One of the effects is that we notice how we get very hot at a “cellular level”; like having a constant hot flush, a deep inner heat that seems to rise up from within and which nothing adequately alleviates. Of course many hotel rooms have sealed windows and air-con for temperature control which only adds more EMFs into the environment; so I only use these in short bursts during the daytime hours and always seem to get to the point where I long to pummel my way out of that sealed window (an impulse that is much more than a reaction to the temperature…there is something fundamentally wrong-feeling about sleeping in a sealed room with absolutely no access to fresh air). We find that we sweat much more in this kind of environment and that the kind of body odour that is pleasantly absent in our lives at home (really, we seem to have stopped producing BO since we made so many changes to our diet and lifestyle…) is suddenly back like, well, a bad smell of old that catches us off guard since we don’t expect it anymore. We found that we would fall asleep exhausted but have disturbed sleep or wake up feeling tired or at least less-refreshed than normal, more groggy and bug-eyed (again, like the old days). Dreams are more frenetic, more human-oriented in their themes, like ridiculous soap opera plots, and less nourishing somehow. I noticed an increased level of irritability when I was in the hotel, especially during the hours that people in adjacent rooms are using their wi-fi and TVs (you could feel that energy pick up again from about 7 in the morning as those first sounds of channel flicking came through the walls); its like a fight-or-flight feeling that rises up in your cells for no reason. I get “electric tongue” which feels a lot like an acidic thirst but is actually a super-rapid tongue tingle. Head tones become super-shrill and I wake up with my hands shaking. Skin and hair becomes incredibly dry, gobbling up moisturizer and conditioner yet still feeling depleted. Fiery, irritated skin and unexpected muscle cramps and stiff necks speak of excess lactic acid production without exercising (a common symptom of electro-sensitivity noted in my earlier posts). Eyes feel sore and tired, vision too blurred to read for long (some of these symptoms lessened markedly once we left the hotel and got out into fresh air). My nerves start to feel “brittle” and overstimulated; its a subtle and hard to describe thing but a feeling I know very well from places like shopping malls, airports and, yes, those days before we made our home into an electro quiet zone. Its like a constant low-level irritation to the whole nervous system that can be suddenly provoked to where it increases several notches without immediately obvious cause, coming in waves with the unseen onslaught of a highly electric environment. We both had upset stomachs that felt energetic in nature rather than food related and I had bouts of interstitial cystitis; as though it was all part of our bodies having to deal with being so over-stimulated, all of the time, including at night when they have become accustomed to going into deep and replenishing sleep.
So coping with all that was a case of doing more of the same from the airport – keeping fluid levels up; taking boswellia, l-theanine, taurine; keeping diet light and fresh. Which leads into the next part of the holiday survival plan:
Eating for the best experience – no compromises
As travelling vegetarians, we are used to hitting the challenge that we are different to the norm wherever we go unless we are self-catering (as we did on the first of our three trips this month; which makes things a whole lot easier). As a gluten-sensitive who also cannot cope with sulphites, yeast extract or sugar hidden in my food (all of these have a dire effect on pain levels), I now have more complications to deal with than ever. Last time we were in this location, we earmarked several really good vegetarian restaurants but that was two years ago, when I was in gluten-avoidance but still prepared to eat it “some of the time” to make for an easier life. All such compromise was given up last year when I found it was having to much of a impact on my pain levels, those unbearable headaches included (one slip into gluten, for instance, could set me back days or weeks) whereas I haven’t had a significant headache for over 6 months now, which is nothing short of a miracle by comparison. This was only the second time I had been overseas with this new-complicated set of food requirements so how would I fare?
As it turned out, our favourite veggie restaurant was right on the nail as everything was clearly marked for its gluten content (more so than I remember; or maybe I am just noticing more now it applies to me) and there was plenty to choose from so we had a lovely meal. At our other veggie favourite, which was less geared for gluten avoidance, we managed to have a great salad anyway so that was no issue in the middle of the day. Breakfast at the hotel was an extravagant affair and I was glad to see that all the granolas were gluten free though, not being a fan of soy milk (and soy is also on my “to avoid” list) I only had this once and was left relying on eggs, potatoes and cheese more than I would have liked, supplemented with some fairly basic fruit salad. I look forward to a time when restaurants start to diversify their alternative milks to include almond (my favourite) or rice as I don’t know anyone who doesn’t wrinkle up their nose at soy milk. They were able to offer me gluten free bread but one bite told me it had sugar in it (as so many of the alternative breads do, sadly). Other guests were loading up their plates with full cooked breakfasts and even cream-filled cakes and pastries which told us how worlds apart we are from the majority in our eating habits. For just a few days, the egg-fest at breakfast was tolerable and set us up for the day; it would have been less ideal for any longer than that and most hotels I have been in have a way to go with accommodating what I would call a healthy diet habit. We also boosted ourselves with juices from the many juice bars we found on our days out.
The one night we decided to eat in the hotel restaurant, I was disappointed by the waitress’s expression of hardly disguised annoyance when I explained my eating foibles. Having been assured by the reception staff – twice – that their kitchen were most accommodating and flexible when it came to food intolerance and that they would cheerfully invent something to meet pretty-much any dietary requests I had, I was taken aback as she told me that the chef would “come up with something for me” but it would be up to him to decide what he was prepared to do. He came up with a bed of chilli-flavoured quinoa the size of my fist with four or five teeny-tiny slithers of (just one of each) a miniature carrot, parsnip and leek laid criss-cross fashion on the top. This was attempting to be similar to one of the a la carte dishes though mine was minus the curry sauce (which had sugar in it) and everyone else was eating it with copious amounts of bread, preceded by a starter, finished by a desert; none of which I could have. In other words, we paid the same for a main course as everyone else and came away hungry. It was also irksome to notice the abrupt whipping away of the wine glasses (with a tight little smile) when we said “just water please”, which was very typical of the reaction our food choices often generate in the more traditional restaurant environments.
This had turned out to be one of those occasions when having “special dietary requirements” makes you feel maligned and marginalised but I refused to let it get me down (plus my super-sensitivity no longer extends to deeply caring what other people think of me at the expense of my own well-being). Again, I look forward to a time when more restaurants get on board with the ever-more common “foibles” of vegetarianism, gluten-free diet and a rejection of sugar, alcohol or additives (sometimes all in the same person) since they are far less unusual than they used to be, in fact more commonplace everyday, and its time people with them were allowed to come out of the shadows to eat with everyone else. Had we felt up to it, we would have left that restaurant to eat somewhere else but tiredness and the fact we were feeling energetically under the weather made us put up with what was there. Our experience highlights the benefit of doing your homework about the ethos of the restaurant choices you have, in advance if possible, and homing in on the ones that share the same fundamental outlook as you do about what constitutes an “ideal diet” to suit your body (which only you will know so well).
Perhaps it is because they are so used to being on the fringes of “normal” eating but we do find that vegetarian restaurants are rather better at overlapping with organic ingredients, flexibility to meet customer requests and an understanding of food intolerances whilst offering decent and nutritious portions.
Speaking up for what you need (and making friends along the way)
By contrast with that experience, a light lunch at a museum, where only sandwiches were offered on the menu, took just one polite enquiry from me for the brilliant staff to put together an inventive gluten-free vegetarian salad using one of the more adventurous sandwich fillings and a few extra ingredients; all done with a smile. With each subsequent cup of tea (as we spent a couple of hours there, enjoying the garden) we were brought a complementary little dish of dates, figs or some big plump grapes to make up for the fact there were no gluten free snacks at the bar; in fact the girl in the kitchen made it a challenge to come up with something different each time.
My husband had been prepared to give up on lunch as soon as we saw the “official” menu so this experience is testament to the great outcomes that can result when you dare to speak up and ask for something that better suits your needs. Not only are you not (necessarily) deemed to be “awkward” and met with disdain but you are quite often treated really well by people who genuinely sympathise with how difficult it can be to eat-out with special dietary needs. Unlikely as it sounds, it can actually serve as oil to the wheels of human interaction when you open these kinds of discussion from a place of vulnerability and need, as opposed to just pointing at a menu and saying “that one”. The need to communicate a particular foible, placing yourself in someone’s hands and giving them the opportunity to help you makes people try harder to both ask (politely) for what they need, to listen to what each other has to say and to express gratitude. I’ve had some of my best interactions with people I only just met from the start point of “I don’t suppose you could just…”in a café or bar and this was such an occassion. By the end of the afternoon, we had struck up quite a rapport with the two girls in the café who, while other guests just came and went, invited us to stay a little longer after “closing time” while a music concert got underway which made for an afternoon we will never forget.
Keep on walking – the yin and yang of ideal footwear
Unless you are destined for a week in a chair by a pool, you are likely to be walking more on holiday than you normally do and this requires careful consideration of footwear. Back to those favourite shoes I mentioned feeling so tight on the plane, the same thing happened all weekend (a measure of how inflamed by body was still feeling, perhaps the effect of the hotel room) and I just couldn’t seem to get them on my feet. Luckily, I had brought alone a second pair that are much looser (and some blister-resisting socks from M&S). So I would say it is an absolute must to have footwear choice; don’t just rely on one favourite pair of shoes and assume they will do everything.
The other thing I have discovered is that, though I am a big fan of “barefoot” footwear on my walks in countryside, which allows me to ground and to receive feedback from the ground I am walking on (literally, like walking barefoot), my body prefers the exact opposite when I am in a city. I discovered this, to my detriment, a few weeks ago when I went on that city break and spent two days walking in city streets wearing my favourite and usually most comfortable Vivobarefoot slip-ons. Every single pavement and floor surface felt electric, especially in the museums and on the tube, and in between these venues my feet started to throb, burn and hurt with every step like never before. By the time I got home, they were in red hot agony, my legs were in severe pain and I haven’t put those shoes on since.
That was when I started to seriously consider that “feeling everything” isn’t always such a good idea – well, not where the ground is tingling with currents that come up through the soles of the feet. So I did my research and purchased two likely candidates for a more protective and supportive kind of footwear – a pair of Sketchers Go-Walk shoes and a pair of FitFlop sneakers (right, click image for video explaining the design technology). Both are incredibly comfortable, almost removing all pressure from the soles of the feet while working ergonomically with the body (especially the Fitflops, which I particularly love though they are a very snug fit that is not so good when my feet swell). This style of shoe – which is geared for modern living, protecting and cradling the foot whilst working with the mechanism of the human body, is very “yang” by design; it owns up to the kind of world we have created and mitigates the effects that can have on the body. By contrast, a shoe that wants to pretend there is no need for a shoe at all (offering a barefoot experience) is very “yin” in nature – and, as in all things, I have learned it is horses for courses. By swapping between these two, I seem to have found my ideal city-style footwear and will reserve the barefoot experience for walks in the countryside from now on.
Daily yoga…yes, especially on holiday
The other thing that kept me walking for more hours than I imagined I would was that I did yoga every day – even though I was forced to do a limited version of my usual routine, on top of the bed, through lack of floor space. Even then, the side stretches especially enabled me to recover from my nights in an “alien” bed and to prepare for long days on my feet carrying everything I needed for my day on my back. This was the third overseas trip that I had made yoga an absolute daily priority and it always makes all the difference.
Changing the tone
Chances are you already know how to zone out at home, whether that’s through meditation or other means, but in holiday accommodation it can be much harder to go into that deep place (more so if you’re electro-sensitive). One of the key tools that I use en route and at my destination is listening to audio, whether that is music, tones, guided meditation or spoken word; all of which can be pleasant distractions or ways of calming your energy. For anyone so sensitive that they struggle to switch down the dials on their central nervous system in “noisy” energetic places but who desperately need the deep nourishment and respite that comes from bailing out for a while, listening to something that takes you into void, on demand, can be incredibly powerful and restorative. For me, that (much more than) music is Jonathan Goldman’s “Holy Harmony” and nothing else comes close as far as winding me out of my body on a spiral of sound and winding me back in again ready to start my day; its like instant DNA repair via the ears. The one hour 12 minutes that this takes to run its course can feel like 8 hours of sleep and it has got me out of many dire-feeling mornings in rented bedrooms so that I can pick up my spirit and get going again just like I would at home – powerful stuff!
Put the kettle on
…its a very British thing to do and is a universally helpful practice, especially since just about every hotel room comes with one. My go-to for an overstimulated nervous system is skullcap tea, which I drink before bed every night and whenever I’m in nerve pain. In fact, I recommend you get to know your teas as they are such a powerful healing tool and so straightford to make use of. Yet even if you don’t have a particular tea in your suitcase when you travel, most places have access to chamomile, which is such a powerful relaxant to the frayed nerves that have been put through their paces all day on a trip away from home. We found a couple of teabags of this left in our room everyday and one call to room service had them bringing us more “on the house”. It was such an easy thing to turn to after a day out walking or for a double-dose before bed to encourage a good night’s sleep – can’t recommend this tactic enough.
What to carry and how to carry it
The first thing I recommend is very obvious – take only what you need and carry light. This latest trip was the first one we have attempted with just hand luggage and I can highly recommend it; we will be doing it much more in future. Like most people, I never used to use half the stuff I took in my check-in luggage and I am getting better and better at strategizing what I really need. Of course, that includes zillions of supplements (which I always find myself worrying about in case airport security raise their eyebrows at so many capsules) but I try not to compromise on what I think I really can’t do without and I count them out into a weekly organiser rather than taking multiple pots (sometimes with a list describing what they are).
Another key thing is to consider what you are carrying when you walk around and how that attaches to your body. I tend to lug a camera and at least one spare lens around with me, I also like the room to carry clothing so I can put layers on and off, plus a water bottle is a must. On previous holidays, I have tended towards a cross-body bag or a typical girl-rucksack but last years bright yellow number (which looked great…) became so top heavy with my stuff in it, and such a problem for my back due to ill-designed straps, that my husband ended up carrying it for me half the time! This year, I invested in an incredible new rucksack (made by Caden, found on Amazon) purpose-designed to carry a camera and lenses in an innovative way, in a slide-out compartment at the bottom (the same company design other bags for non-photographers but with other clever touches). This clever bag was a resounding success, being well balanced and supportive on the shoulders, with loads of pockets to accommodate everything I need while compact enough to be considered pretty modest in size not to mention stylish. I wore this bag, fully loaded, for four solid days and it gave me no back pain whatsoever (a first!), in fact it factually felt great to have on, like a counterpoise that kept me standing upright. Whatever bag you use, give it some thought and shop around as there are more and more innovative designs appearing on the internet.
Tuning-in to everything (and how to use that)
You know about this one already but do you take it into adequate account – in other words, do you use it in your favour – on you trips? As a super-sensitive, you are probably tuning into people and places more than many of the people around you and it tells you things you may or may not want to bring to the surface though some can be really useful. For instance, when in a “foreign” place, and when you get a feeling not to go up a particular alleyway, listen to that; likewise, you can really make use of a second-sense about where to eat, what place feels good to go into and what doesn’t; you can actually read whether you would have a good time somewhere like you are prediciting the future or does it leave you in neutral. Places with a lot of “history” can jangle your senses in ways that feel good and not so comfortable; you might want to step away from people or places so listen to that. All of this can really add a vivid new dimension to your holiday experience if you invite it in and use it as opposed to interpreting it as bad vibes or a source of overwhelm. Of course you are going to be receiving a lot more energetic messages than normal, not just because you are in a new place but because you are, very likely, rubbing shoulders with many more people than you are used to doing. How often do you have other people sandwiched above and below you as well as left and right like you do at nighttime in a hotel (and I attribute part of my change in dream quality to this very factor since we can’t help but be affected by having such close proximity with others during our sleeping hours). When the very building you are staying in has a past; is, perhaps, several hundred years older than your own home, its very brickwork will hold an energetic pattern that you are very likely to tune into when you are awake and more so at night. I have long since stopped being the skeptic about such things and, instead, have learned to welcome this kind of knowledge into the broader spectrum of my experiences, which helps to enrich my experiences during my travels, though I also use this skill set to feel into particular places and accommodation options before I even book them (have, many times, changed my mind about somewhere my mind thought it wanted to go).
If a place feels “all wrong”, I am always prepared to turn around from the very door and just walk away. This preparedness to listen to intuitive advice is so important to the body’s ability to feel safe and to trust in the higher wisdom that it is playing host to. The more the body trusts that you are only likely to expose it to the most resonant experiences (whether we are talking about the food you decide to eat, the people you hang out with or the places you stay) the more it will relax into new experiences and deliver a better experience of those kinds of circumstance. At a very profound level, this intuitive approach to life can make or break a holiday (or any other) experience as even the most super-sensitive body can relax into an array of new experiences if it knows it can trust the person driving the course of events – you!
Slow right down for the best experience yet
I have also learned to take things slowly (not frenetically) when I am travelling, leaving room to breath into spaces and take things in at my own pace. This hasn’t always come naturally as I am a high-energy person who likes to get a lot of things done, to have a plan, to walk quickly from A to B….but I have learned (helped by my very chillaxed husband!) to live life at a far slower pace when abroad and it pays absolute dividends. I may seem to cover less ground but always pack in so many more experiences when I move slow enough to take the smaller details in and smell the roses (this also makes for far better photography). These days, we aim to be spontaneous as opposed to structured; no route marches or timetables. As above, intuition is allowed to make itself heard and is the very best tour guide I know, producing delectable experiences (that I could never have planned) through the activation of synchronicity or, should I say, serendipity; I tend to walk a golden path of many happy accidents on my travels abroad.
One of the very best experiences we had last week was because something told me to walk down a particular road to get to the museum where we were headed (one we had been to before), even though it was one road before our destination and logic would have dictated we take another turning. By this pure chance, we passed a completely different museum hosting an extremely appropriate exhibition for my personal interests and so we decided to go there instead…and it was the absolute highlight of our trip, we spent the whole afternoon there and really we loved it! This amply demonstrates how higher wisdom will take us to all the right places if we only use our supersensitivity as our best tour guide, surrendering to the adventure it has in mind for us through access to environmental clues we would have missed if we weren’t so tuned in. Perhaps this is a good point to finish as it highlights that being sensitive doesn’t have to be this terrible hardship or burden that we sensitives drag along with us; rather, it can be used and welcomed as a set of enhanced tools that open up a whole other layer of experience that we might otherwise have missed and this is when travel enters a whole other dimension.