
Home seems sweeter than ever just before I leave on a trip. Safe, protected, familiar. Tomorrow I fly via Paris to Marseille to attend a conference in Aix-en-Provence. A destination that I have coveted since reading Peter Mayle.
Yet the butterflies always flutter in my innards as I pull on my travelling shoes. Doggos are off to the kennels; the budgies will chatter near Jethro's pram; my PC is about to be shut down; the Out of Office message on the email is set to operate from 6 am tomorrow and the last items tucked into my minuscule hand luggage.
I shall be back on 12 July to World Cup fever that is taking over South Africa. Back to home, sweet home.
Happy Travels and keep safe!
ReplyDeleteI always have butterflies before a journey, a little anxiety with much excitement mixed together. Then when I return it feels like such a Sweet Home. Have a great trip.
ReplyDeleteSafe journey!
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful and safe trip!
ReplyDeleteXO,
Sheila :-)