It’s been
over a month since I’ve been back from my trip. While I am glad to be home
and am anticipating the upcoming ski season, part of me wishes I were still traveling. Feeling unsettled in life (Job search is going slow) is contributing to
the desire to hit the road but part of it is the reality every day life doesn’t
offer the constant stimulation that traveling does. On many days life isn’t
good or bad or dull or exciting or anything too extreme one way or the other.
Life just “is” much of the time.
I miss the
long and carefree days when all I had to concern myself with was what will I
eat, what sites will I visit, how will I get there. I miss visiting new places
and having new experiences each day. I miss the sound of the
Serbian/Croatian/Montenegrin language and checking out Balkan men with dreamy
eyes.
