Home Sweet Home

We spent a relaxing couple of days at Mark and Faye's. Dinner and a visit with Mark Sunday night, then as expected, he was off and running, but Faye took time to show us the sights of the area. 


We spent a lovely day touring Zurich, eating roasted chestnuts, trying the chocolates of the specialty story. It was great. We felt bad not having the energy to explore the church that Faye took the time to show us, but truth is we were enjoying all of it but maybe just a little toured out after four weeks of travel.

As we ended our trip I was surprised, as I never really thought I would be this ready to go home, to find my space, my place, my routine. It was all calling to me. The business of the Zurich airport was almost a final straw the crowds, the lineups, the people. I was just looking forward to the quietness of being home. I am blessed that I have that to return to now. 


It made me more aware that I don't think I could ever do something that would mean I wouldn't have the place place we have to go home to. The tranquility that it provides me, that sense of home, grounding and stability that I get just knowing I have the peace and comfort that awaits me to return to.

On the plane ride home, as I looked through another plane travel magazine, I realized that I really don't have any desire to travel to far off places now. I wonder if it's just the going home, the time away, the busyness of the many days and experiences behind us, but facing this long flight home, I can only keep thinking that future travel plans will see us staying closer to home, on our own continent, exploring areas closer to home, focusing on photographic excursions, the Caribbean, Costa Rica, Mexico...we'll see. 


This adventure is over.  On the plane ride home, as we talked about boats and thoughts about spending more time on the water, either coast or on Lake of the Woods, I enjoyed the conversation, but could only really think of the peace in my valley.  We'll see. Life on the water is something that calls to me.  I feel deeply that that is something that would give us the opportunity to live life at the speed we choose, and ultimately live out the dreams of our hearts. But at the end of the day I have come to realize that for all this travel has offered me, there is nothing that I love more than the home I have and the life I have there. I am blessed, and I am ready for my own little bed. Namaste.