Well we made it back home to Texas Tuesday night, it was a very long day of travel and we finally dropped into bed after about 28 of being awake. Right now we are kicking back with family in Fort Worth. We will be splitting our time between Fort Worth and Midland this month soaking up all family time we can until we start year two of travel in the middle of January.
I’ve got to tell ya landing in America was weird… I mean we have been gone for eleven months, and it felt like we had stepped into a foreign country. From the tiny green dollars, to the strange accents of the Airport employees. We received our first welcome into the country by Customs… we handed our passports over and the lady behind the desk asked us where we’d been and how long we had been gone. So we proudly told her that we were travel bloggers and have been traveling Europe for the last year..She replied by stamping our form and saying “well welcome back to reality”…
Umm who wants to live in reality? I prefer my own world, one that is filled with wonder, excitement and strange lands. The reality I have been experiencing the last year included all of these things, like turning into a Spanish flirt in Spain, learning a foreign tongue in France, eating our way through Rome, and developing a serious Bagel addiction in London. Our experience has been fun, stressful, eyeopening, inspiring, full of hard work, and basically restored my faith in humanity. I feel like I have learned more in the last year of travel than I have in the last five years of my life. We have had the time of our life on this trip and it only made us thirsty for more adventures. We have been bitten by the travel bug, and have no desire to find an antidote. And I will choose that over reality any day lady.
What’s your reality?