ABSTRACT
When I returned from two months in West Africa, I was haunted by memories of the experience. It had reshaped my perspective upon my life in Australia, altered the way I looked at my personal and professional relationships and left me longing for the freedom, excitement and adventure that I had found while travelling. After a few months, however, this thinking had begun to subside as I settled into ‘home’ roles, routines and performances. Yet, despite this, even in the familiarity of home, the experiences and moments of Africa never completely disappeared. The cultural moments, which had altered my thinking and behaviour in the performance of physical travel, had lingered in social interactions, altered routines, photographs, objects and through continuing to travel and reside in mobile spaces, places and landscapes.
