I found this quote in a magazine towards the end of 2011. I then caught a flight to London on December 29th to celebrate New Years Eve there. And now, this year, 2012, I took that same flight to London on December 29th for the sake of returning "home". It's crazy what has happened in a year. It's also crazy that I don't know where vacation ends and reality begins. Which is a good thing, I would say. It was surreal going on "vacation" back to the states for Christmas. And novel that when vacation ends and it's tim to return back home, I'm actually flying to the place where for years I've wanted to live. And yes, mildly annoying feeling like a tourist back in my original country. Lack of cell phone/constant contact was the biggest downfall. But aside from that, it was a grand ol' time. Of course not enough time to catch up with everyone.
I'm sorry we didn't connect when you were home - I kept waiting for a phone call, unsure of how to reach you. I hope it was a grand visit and that you and the hubs had a relaxing time. I can officially say that I have that same feeling living here in Portland that I live in a place where I truly wake up and walk out the door feeling like -- woah, I LIVE here. -- happens at least 2x per month (more in the summer when I bike everywhere and smell the ocean daily) and that's a lot for having been here pushing 7 years. I hope that feeling lasts as long for you :) Cheers to the new year and wonderful things!
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