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ok, so i’ve been back home for three weeks now and the suitcase still sits, half unpacked (gifts and dirty laundry out / winter clothes still in) and i still feel like i’m returning. sometimes i wake up at 3am and potter around for an hour or two before going back to sleep. i don’t know why or when this will stop. i hope, soon.

meanwhile i have been uploading my snaps from london and paris, with more to come. travel is a funny thing. up until this trip i’ve had a good run with the good fairies of travel, while this one i’ve had pool my resources and patience with the good, the bad and the very ugly. still, i left, i arrived, i reunited, i ate, i laughed (oh, how we laughed!) and now, i am still returning.