Do you ever get itchy feet? I do. I have them now!
We’ve been back for two months from our holidays in Europe and it feels as if I’ve been imprisoned forever. The monotony of everyday living is getting the better of me. Not helping is the fact that we’re updating the house a section at a time and finding willing and able tradesmen is a challenge to put it mildly. Simple requests seems impossible with a few willing to look outside the scope of prefabricated ‘everything’. Anyway, I feel I need a break!
I long to walk down narrow cobble streets, to watch colourful boats bob in crystal clear water, to discover new things, to visit new places and learn different cultures. I long to simulate my senses, to hear other languages, to taste different foods and to see things unfamiliar to my eyes. This longing is making me restless.
Yet, I know that when I do go away, I will reach a point where my senses are overwhelmed and they’ll long for familiarity. They’ll long for the norm, familiar places and familiar faces.
I feel torn between being a gypsy and being a hermit. For now I’ll have to review images of my last trip to satisfy the gypsy in me 🙂