Traveller's Dilemma

Random thoughts after returning from a month in Europe. 

 

I like porridge every morning in my favourite bowl. 

I like knowing where I’m going—and getting there in an efficient manner. 

I like speaking English and being understood.

I like figuring out what time it is—only here—and not somewhere else.

I like to sit back, put my feet up, and relax.

I like eating herring for breakfast.

I like finally arriving at my destination—and the misadventures along the way. 

I like trying out foreign words, messing up, and still being understood—sort of.

I like not knowing what time it is—unless there’s a train/plane to catch.

I like to get up, tie up my laces, and explore some more.