Sometimes, you have to travel far to find yourself. This year my journey has led me to France, Spain, cross-Channel – and back – for love; to Switzerland and Italy for work. Have passport, will travel! Actually I have three, but if I told you why, I’d have to kill you…
Those who know me well, know I have a restless heart. Routine bores me! And yet I crave stability. Rules annoy me!! And yet…I crave order. Travel excites me!!!…And yet…
The more miles I racked up, the further I found myself from the people I love. And even further away from myself. Business travel sounds glamorous, until you find yourself decanting your suitcase every Sunday evening, only to fill it with security-compliant sized moisturizer and shampoo. Kissing your lover goodbye, knowing that more than a time-zone separates you. Unable to meet friends for a drink after work because you have to get up at the crack of dawn to catch the red-eye to where-ever!
Enough said. And enough. My round trip has brought me full circle. Sometimes the best adventures are to be found in your own backyard.
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