I’m home in Australia after 3 weeks travelling. I left my cousin’s place in London at 5am Sunday after minimal sleep
and used taxi, train, plane, 3 travelators, plane, bus, & 2 cars to get here. It was by far the smoothest return journey I’ve ever had, and I know not why. Everything just flowed, for the entire 28hr door-to-door ordeal. We even landed 30 mins early from Singapore, which meant I could catch the earlier airport shuttle bus rather than sit around for 3 more hours (which would have felt like a slow torture at that stage).
I was deliriously happy to see my Australian sun setting:
But not as happy as my cat when he saw me!
He even woke me in the night purring and snuggling, but I didn’t mind. I felt the same. I missed him so much
But not as much as my BED. And pillow. I can’t begin to tell you how much I missed my bed and pillow…
Son ’17’ is coming over this afternoon after school; I can’t wait to see him. And I’m sure after 3 weeks at his Dad’s, he’s super keen to be here, in the Land of “Full Fridge With Treats You Don’t Have To Share With 2
Annoying Younger Brothers”.
I’ve been to the Farmers Markets already to stock up on fresh veg and gourmet supplies; all I’m dreaming about eating is steamed organic produce with brown rice, as it’s been a fairly indulgent 3 weeks of French fare as you know HERE…
So this is my last treat, before the Cleanse haha:
Hopefully it will help stave off the jetlag! Any tips for that?
It is SO SO SO GOOD TO BE BACK. I’m utterly thankful for the privilege and joy of my latest adventure, yet it’s definitely true that there’s No Place Like Home xxx