I’m back home after being away on vacation in Scotland for two weeks and life is good.
Scotland was grand, my vacation went well, all things considered, but it’s great to be back home again. Home is where the heart is.
As much as I enjoyed traveling to Scotland with my beau, by the end of the trip I was looking forward to coming home. That’s the way it is with most of my vacations, by the time they’re over I’m ready to head home. No matter how long the trip is, whether it’s four days or two weeks, my brain and body knows when it’s time to return to my comfort palace.
Home, that wonderful place where we can lay our head in peace, knowing we have built our nest and this is where we belong. Whether it’s a small studio apartment or a grand multi-room mansion, we know it’s home. I’m especially fond of my own bed, and sleeping in it.
I’ve also learned that travel, like relationships, is best when we can let ourselves go and go with the flow. Even though they speak the same language (sort of), Scotland is a foreign country. All you have to do is get into a car to be sharply reminded of this, they do drive on the ‘other side’ afterall. Thankfully my dear, sweet, brave beau took care of all the driving, and all of Scotland is safer because I didn’t try that driving on the other side thing.
Like I was saying, the vacation went well, all things considered. And while traveling one must expect that the unexpected will happen, you just never know what or when (that’s what makes it unexpected!!). Like making plans to spend one day in Amsterdam on our way over to the UK, but then checking in our luggage straight through to Glasgow and having little more than the clothes on our backs while we trudged our way through the beautiful canals in a jet-lag induced stupor. Gotta go with the flow. And laugh. Laughing always helps.
Home is where the heart is, and right now my heart is very glad to be back home.
Enjoy always, T