Traveller's Dilemma

Random thoughts after returning from a month in Europe. 
 
I like porridge every morning in my favourite bowl. 
I like knowing where I’m going—and getting there in an efficient manner. 
I like speaking English and being understood.
I like figuring out what time it is—only here—and not somewhere else.
I like to sit back, put my feet up, and relax.

I like eating herring for breakfast.
I like finally arriving at my destination—and the misadventures along the way. 
I like trying out foreign words, messing up, and still being understood—sort of.
I like not knowing what time it is—unless there’s a train/plane to catch.
I like to get up, tie up my laces, and explore some more. 

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Gabe!
I love it. Thank you for your Plain and evocative words
Welcome HOME

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