Travelling can make me anxious. New places, new food, new routines can all trip me into an anxious state, increasing my heart rate and temperature, distracting me and leaving me unable to relax. I have found this very frustrating. The time of the year when I am most looking to unwinding, often ends up being the very time I battle to retain my peace. But this year we went to Portugal for 12 days. And I was not anxious. I was a bit nervous about going: the flight, the drive to the hotel, what the accommodation would be like. But none of these...