“The world is a book, and those who do not travel, read only one page.”~Saint Augustine~
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The challenge of packing,
organizing flights, trains, apartments, hotels, food,
and
finding time for everything that we "wish" to do.
This is the high of traveling.
I love it.
The way my heart beats so fast when I see something
that I have only read about,
or
meeting an old friend while far away.
The kindness of strangers when I travel
always amazes me.
I love it.
I also love,
to come back home.
My own bed.
My own kitchen.
Fresh laundry.
And
Libby.
Libby waits for me, as I get my travel fix.
And when I return,
my companion is my constant shadow.
The holidays are approaching,
and although Paris was wonderful.
I am happy to be home.
Oh yes, and my own oil paints!
Love you beyond the full pantry,
Me
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