The sky is furious right now, which is my very favorite sky mood besides April-blue. Rain is pelting in five different directions at once, turning the asphalt into a bubbling stew, and setting off car alarms. I’m thrilled. Bring on the hurricanes! my whimsy chirps from its perch next to my ear. (Not always rational, that one.)
To those of you wondering, we are back from our madcap vacation. We accidentally drove halfway into New Jersey while trying to get to Philadelphia, but our return was otherwise uneventful. Relief started setting in once we reached London’s breezy, Euro-chic airport (where security actually checks liquids and passports but doesn’t make you throw out your baby food, take off shoes, or wait for half an hour to do so; America, take note!), and we let out a collective sigh of happiness when our second flight touched down in Rome. “I’m so excited to be back at Italy!” shouted Natalie for all four of us.
It was a golden realization—I am so excited to be back in our tiny apartment with July thunderstorms and the world’s best pizza waiting for us. Even the two-story library in Delaware wasn’t enough to coax homesickness out of me for the American life we left behind, and that’s saying a lot. We may be jet lagged and facing a move in two (2!) weeks for which we have not yet begun thinking about packing, but by golly, it’s good to be home.
It’s true, as the Swedes say: Borta bra men hemma bäst! (and no that has nothing to do with your chest) 😀
Glad you are back home safely. Pizza sounds so good 🙂
Yeah for moving in a couple of weeks! Lindsey and I just bought a place because Grey is tired of us sleeping in his room 😉 It exciting to think about being done with packing and unpacking. Now if I can just figure out a way to get there without actually going throught the process…
Tom – If you figure it out, do let me know. I’m having packer’s block.
those flowers are gorgeous! my pathetic sun-scorched plants are jealous.