The Heart Warbles When It’s Home

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    1. Now that is a wholesome thought. The need for pain in life πŸ™‚ The most I can handle is 8 hours but well we have chosen to live so far away that now these flights have to be chalked into our plans. Sigh.

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  1. Welcome back! I know exactly what you mean about long haul travel, a modern form of torture where every airport has its own variation on the rules.

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  2. Once I had to go on a coach for 24 hours (from England to Austria) and it was pretty much as bad as you expect – although, fun in a way, because everyone on that trip was in it together, and the end destination was entirely worth it. Hope you enjoy your time at home and manage to settle back into a peaceful routine! Xx

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    1. Whoa that sounds crazy, Maria, but you are right it sounds like you would have made friends and had fun on the way. The views would have been worth it too. I will say this that I am willing to take coach travel over plane just because of the hassles associated with flying. And hey, jet lag is making me wake up at 5am so I am reaping at least some benefits πŸ˜› xx

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      1. I’m good thanks for asking! Holidays happened and travels and kids going back to school πŸ™‚ Everything’s settled once again and I get some time now to read the wonderful posts in WordPress. I’ve got a lot of backlog, I have yet to read your last 3 or 4 posts!

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  3. I love when I get there. The flight is what I dread. I’ve been enjoying my “stay-cations”. I’m discovering places around my home and trying new places to eat and shop and walk. Welcome home! πŸ™‚

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  4. Oh, it’s always just so expectedly heavenly to be back home. It took me forever to regain my sense of time and space after an awful 30 hours of flights and layovers. I had never realized just how big the world was until them. You keep on resting until you’re ready to come back to the world. Lemon verbena and your own warm blankets are something to be thankful for.

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    1. Twenty hours and I am done for. After 30 hours I fear my mind would not be mine any more. So I believe that this demands a deep Japanese bow.
      I do not want to leave home for a long, long time now, my sweet! I am tucked into my quilt as I write and my senses are saturated with the sensuousness of these perfumed candles – ’tis sublime. xx

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  5. It is a very long flight indeed. The last time we did it was with two young kids… still haven’t conjured up the courage to go back with 3! Glad you are home safe and sound. xx

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    1. Thank you Annika, we are giving ourselves a few months of respite before we repeat it again at the end of the year. I am shuddering already! Three tots and such a marathon of a flight… sounds like a most trying combination. xx

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  6. I love the feeling of being back home. I totally relate with the long flight, I fly from New Zealand to England and the flying itself takes 24 hours! Glad you arrived back safely and hope the jetlag wasn’t too bad. x

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    1. Hello Anya, thank you. To fly from New Zealand and Australia to any place must take ages. I have always wondered how travellers from your part of the world brave backpacking after such mind-numbing hours in the air. But that said, I do want to brave it and experience the beauty of both countries. They are gems. x

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      1. I must say, I found it quite challanging the first time we flew from New Zealand to England but I guess you just get use to it. You should visit New Zealand if you have the chance, definitely worth the long flight! x

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  7. “The park with its army of trees stripped clean of leaves, but oh wait, a few golden leaves cling to one.” Poetic!

    I loved the warm tone of familiarity in this piece, Dippy-Dotty Girl! I chuckled, too, about the travails of long air travel. I didn’t go on as long a flight as you, but a couple of weekends ago I visited a graduate school friend in Boston (brr!) for a few days. For the first time in many years I took an overnight flight (“red-eye”), for convenience of schedule, and wow, even though it was only a 6-hour flight, that last hour (about 3:00 am my home time) was not an experience I’d want to repeat; for some reason one of those killer headaches came on, along with the nausea it sometimes brings (even though I was staying hydrated, drinking water), and I had already taken my limit of ibuprofen, so could only tough it out. Glad to have landed, got some sleep, and a good visit with my friend, and returned home safely, but like you, not in a hurry to travel long distances soon.

    Loved all the comfort descriptions in your post! xx

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    1. Thank you Theresa, you are ever so generous with your words. I appreciate it. Red-eye flights are monstrous in that they make you walk around like a zombie for at least the day that you take them. Your experience does sound painful. Flying is just not about the flight, is it now? It is about the trappings. Leaving home, ploughing through traffic, getting to the airport, then the endless drama of abiding by rules and regulations at the airport…Sigh.
      I believe that we both deserve home now πŸ™‚ xx

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      1. Yes, we do deserve home now, what a lovely way to say it! After reading your post I decided not to feel guilty about wanting to stay home and stay cozy for a while. I did get to see some wonderful art at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts, that inspired me, and which I would not have seen if I didn’t go there. – e.g., Georgia O’Keefe huge flower paintings, Picasso cubisms, Mark Rothko intense monocolor canvases, and my favorite, a black-and-white Japanese abstract+calligraphy inspired exhibit. πŸ™‚ Plus, eating a lovely brunch at a museum restaurant while listening to a jazz combo play music. Ah. Was worth it that day! πŸ™‚

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