Home at Last
When you’re safe at home you wish you were having an adventure; when you’re having an adventure you wish you were safe at home. – Thornton Wilder
Erica and I arrived back in Rhode Island about 9:30 p.m. It was a long day of flying from California. Combined with the extra physical activity with our week in Yosemite, I was quite tired by the time we arrived. But it was a good tired. It’s the same feeling when you get a lot of work done around the house. In this case it was due to extracting all the available fun and adventure out of every minute we spent in Yosemite.
I still couldn’t go to sleep immediately. Even though my body wanted to, my mind had other plans. Thinking about the trip, looking at my photos and just relaxing in my apartment kept me up until midnight.
It doesn’t take long for me to start planning for my next adventure. I find that funny. I love to return home, but shortly after, I start to think about my next travel. The next big one is Alaska this summer, but I know that I’ll be doing some smaller trips between now and then. Well, there is Barcelona coming up. Not necessarily a small trip. ![]()
But, I’m home for now and I love it.
Michael