I walked a hole in my booties earlier this week. All my clothes reek of cigarette smoke. And I desperately need to return to a diet that involves more fruit, less Jameson. It’s definitely time to go home… but I don’t know if I’m quite ready yet.
I’ve tried to write a post to summarize the past two weeks about five times, but it’s not coming out the way I want it to. So I’ll just say this: This trip has been the best thing I’ve done for myself in a very long time.
Sidenote: I’ve mastered the art of preflight power-shlogging… duty-free shopping followed by quickie blogging!