The absolute best part of travelling is having the time of your life in what might otherwise be described as hellish situations.
As an example, take a bus, fill it to overflowing with people, crank the music up so loud it's deafening, add in absolutely sweltering heat and what do you get?
For some reason, just sometimes, you get a mood of pure joy. I call it the "if they could see me now" moment.
Suddenly I want everyone, who has ever met me, to be able to see me in these bizarre circumstances. I want them to shake their heads and chuckle along with me.
I feel so out of place it's hilarious and I wonder just how did that bloke who wore a suit for his entire twenties get here? All those colleagues, mostly still in suits, if only they could see me now.
For the record I love Nica buses. Most of all I like their somewhat foreign urgency - they always seem to be pulling out of the bus station as I jump on with seconds to spare. The conductor, all the time, advertising his bus's destination with an urgent "GranadaGranadaGRANADA!" cry.
While it's fair to say that, less than an hour after the film was taken, I was bored, sweaty and my head was throbbing, in that particular moment I was very very happy.