Here it is again, the familiar pang that starts from my stomach and grasps a tight hold of my heart. Homesickness. It comes without a warning, usually marked by missing a certain family tradition or an event which I would normally attend. And today is one of those days when I just feel like packing my bags, getting a taxi to the airport (with the husband, not planning to leave him if you were wondering) and buying a ticket out of here.
Stupid? Yes. Irresponsible? Yes. But oh, so tempting.
Stupid? Yes. Irresponsible? Yes. But oh, so tempting.
.....i suffer from 'euro-summer-sickness'. Completely different of course to 'home sickness' - but the results are the same - I wanna pack my bags, get in a taxi and go to the airport and buy a ticket to euro-summer-fun! I would want to take your husband too - .. what else would you expect from the 3rd wheel?!??
ReplyDeleteMaybe we can all go together. I've been housebound and sick for two days and have been developing all kinds of crazy escape ideas. I'm glad you share the dream, otherwise we might have some issues in this relationship! :)
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