
I love traveling. But there is something so wonderful about coming home and sleeping in your own bed. Making French toast for breakfast and burning half of it. Drinking one – nay, two! – cups of Earl Grey, and tallying the blows to your bank account. It’s great to be back. And, well, maybe my last night of traveling has something to do with it:

I saw some incredible sights, my stomach saw lots of good food, and my pea coat is seeing someone new (not voluntarily, I might add. I blame the Hungarians.). And I’ve got a solid week to bask in the post-travel glow before school starts again. I hope your holiday has been one for the books. A very happy new year and Reyes Magos to you all 😀
Cheers,
MB