There is something about moving from one amazing place to the next. It is a hard feeling to describe. You don't want to leave what you have just discovered or say good bye to the people you wish you could take with you. Then you realize you can't stall any longer and you have to keep moving. Feeling torn to say good your byes but still so anxious to move on to the next breathtaking view and random meeting of new friends that feel like long lost ones.
It just gets better and better with each turn of the wheel.