I think the best kind of travels are those that make you look forward to going home, but sad that you're leaving.
And when you come back to all that is familiar, you wonder to yourself if it was all a dream.
But it wasn't, because although it is all the same as before, things have changed. You've changed.
Maybe that's what travelling is all about.
My kind of travelling, anyway.
I know that somewhere along the way, once again, I shall leave home with a heavy heart, and return with an equally heavy one for the same reason.
Travelling Smurf & I.
