Home Sweet Home
No matter how much you love to travel, and indulge yourself while doing so, there are few sensual pleasures in the world as gratifying as returning to sleep in ones own bed and luxuriate in the comfort of ones own home.
After a month of European showers that were the equivalent of spitting into the wind, it was almost sinful to stand under a showerhead that at full bore is nearly capable of peeling the paint of the fender of a '57 Buick. Add in a nearly bottomless hot water tank that delivers a constant stream of molten ecstasy and you have the stuff that dreams are made of...
Had a bout of food poisoning or a case of liver failure and spent a few days in Paris subsisting on chicken broth. I even went three days without an alcoholic beverage! That and a string of recalcitrant and obstinate computers explains my week long absense of Posts. That's of course if you noticed such a thing, or cared...
But the museums in Paris were fabulous, as was the weather in the fashion and style capital of the world and after a few days I had to accept the inevitable and return home. Sigh...
Did manage a number of easy 10K runs. Haven't decided if there are any more marathons between now and Boston next spring.
Now to get caught up on e-mails and correspondance and phone calls and work and bills - ahhhh, life!
After a month of European showers that were the equivalent of spitting into the wind, it was almost sinful to stand under a showerhead that at full bore is nearly capable of peeling the paint of the fender of a '57 Buick. Add in a nearly bottomless hot water tank that delivers a constant stream of molten ecstasy and you have the stuff that dreams are made of...
Had a bout of food poisoning or a case of liver failure and spent a few days in Paris subsisting on chicken broth. I even went three days without an alcoholic beverage! That and a string of recalcitrant and obstinate computers explains my week long absense of Posts. That's of course if you noticed such a thing, or cared...
But the museums in Paris were fabulous, as was the weather in the fashion and style capital of the world and after a few days I had to accept the inevitable and return home. Sigh...
Did manage a number of easy 10K runs. Haven't decided if there are any more marathons between now and Boston next spring.
Now to get caught up on e-mails and correspondance and phone calls and work and bills - ahhhh, life!
posted by Vince Hemingson at 12:25 PM
2 Comments:
Welcome Home! When all is said and done, There's NO place like home.
So, you're glad to be home. Been doing anything since you got back?
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