Going Home

I can't honestly say it's hit me that we're going home. I've been really sad thinking about it. While there are so many new and exciting experiences that will be coming our way once we get home, there's so much more I want to see and do.

I think it always feels that way when you travel, or at least for me it does. You always wish you had one more day. One more hour. You wish you'd scheduled another day to relax or to grab a cup of tea. There's always more to do. More people to talk to. More places to go.

But there will always be more, won't there? I think it's part of what makes me excited to plan our next trip (which is, of course, already in the works ;-) I can't rest on my laurels!)

I simultaneously love that there is always more to see, and can't stand the fact that I will never be able to see it all.

I guess I'll just have to keep going until my wanderlust is satiated.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA :)

Right then,

I guess I'll just have to keep going.