How Was Your Trip?

I’ve been back from the States a week—I got in off the plane last Thursday morning, paid an exorbitant cab fair home to Mt. Vic from the airport, fell asleep in my clean-sheeted bed, and woke up in time to have buddies over for tea and biscuits before work the next day.

“How was your trip,” everyone asks, as you do when someone’s been away.

It was busy. It was fun. It was strange. It was overwhelming. It was low-key. It was silly. It was sad. It was gentle. It was stressful.

“It was good,” I say, as you do when you’ve been away.

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I don’t live there anymore, it’s not home: none of it, none of the places I laughed and talked and went out to dinner and held babies and took walks and introduced Americans to chocolate fish and TimTams. I’m glad I went back, though, for a visit. I will always go back, it will always be good.


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5 responses to “How Was Your Trip?”

  1. Renee from GA Avatar
    Renee from GA

    So glad you had a great time with fab people (whilst looking really cute in your traveling ensembles) but AAAIIIEEE I needed a Spider Spoiler Warning!

  2. mo pie Avatar
    mo pie

    I loved the chocolate fish! And I miss you!

  3. Gael Avatar

    Aw, hon. It’s always home. You can have two homes.

  4. Nomie Avatar
    Nomie

    BABIES! And tutus! WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED OUT OF LIFE.

    “It will always be good” is about the best way to feel.

  5. Elisa Avatar

    that’s so different for me! when I’m over in Italy my parents home become my home again as soon as I enter in there and NZ seems like a dream, something that doesn’t really exist outside my imagination…and of course when I’m here it’s Italy to be a sort of imaginary place..am I permanently living in Oz? (the Kingdom not the big continent next door) Where are my red shoes?
    But I agree with Gael, we don’t necessary must have only one home…why limit ourselves? very special people and some special places will be always my home, regardless how far they are and how long I haven’t visit them.