Seeing old photos brings back memories of traveling 318 with my little girl. Some things, once decided, must be completed; otherwise, who knows when they will be postponed again.
The feeling of being on the road is more about emptying oneself and enjoying the moment. Returning to a familiar environment can reflect the feeling of being on the road, but it seems to require more energy to persuade oneself, or perhaps the surrounding environment can be oppressive. It's always difficult to focus on the present, so pure.