I am finally back from holiday in London and have fallen into the post-vacation-blues. Sigh.
December is my favorite month for all the holiday cheer, for my birthday, and last, but certainly not least, for vacation days. This holiday I traveled with some family to London and immediately upon arriving back to the States I felt the hustle and bustle, the responsibility, and the stress and monotony of daily life.
…to shop ’til you drop at Oxford Circus for Boxing Day sales (didn’t end up buying much…four words: pound to dollar ratio)
…to rush to the Thames to catch the sun setting above Big Ben and Parliament
…nor the opportunity to take the tube to Borough Market and grab lunch
…and most of all there will no longer be any late night trips to Tower Bridge in all its glory.
(This post isn’t meant to make anyone sad and will take a happy turn I promise. haha)
It turns out that the beauty of vacation or holiday is the exactly this. It is the ability to allow you to be a explorer for a mere days or weeks. Allowing you to be employed as a full-time tourist, a naïve foreigner tasked with experiencing the culture through the cuisine, the (often terrible) attempt at the language or accent (‘ello, can I have a glass of wa’er? nope, still terrible haha), and most of all getting to know the people that call that city or town their home. For a limited time, you, in my opinion, have the best job in the world. Sadly, once we face the limits of our time and money, we must return home. As I sit in my hometown now, I actually have about three tabs open related to travel. Just because one adventure ended, does not mean that there will never be any other adventures. Though they may not appear free of charge at the click of your heels like Dorothy, I can tell you that you have to take the necessary steps to ensure that you never stop exploring. Keep the wanderlust alive and let’s make 2015 the best year yet.