The Best Part of a Trip…

… is coming home.

Even though I had a wonderful time traveling through Italy with my sisters and BF, I was a little homesick, and missed home.

I missed my apartment, my bed, my washroom, my kitchen, my food, my city, my laptop, and yes, I missed my stuff.  (Very un-minimalistic, I know ;))

Seeing new places and experiencing a different culture is nice, but it also reminded me, (1) how wonderful it is to share the experience with the people who are important in my life, and (2) how great my life is at home.

I have a gazillion pictures to sort through, so those will be coming up in the next few weeks, as I adjust back to normal life, and I will also be doing a travel expense recap, as well.  I’ve missed you guys and can’t wait to get back into blogging.

Talk soon!


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3 responses to “The Best Part of a Trip…

  1. belowhermeans

    Welcome home!

  2. Glad you made it back safely and I know exactly what you mean as I lay here in this hotel bed.

  3. Yay, welcome home! But you have indeed given me a strong yearning to go to Italy now.

    What’s been really nice about work travel to certain places is that we have an informal hosting thing where we host each other at least one night of someone’s stay so it doesn’t feel like you’re on business living in a hotel for a whole week or more. You get a bit of the home feel and can cope better. It’d be nice to have that touch on vacations, sometimes!

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