delay from rara avis

I'm in the middle of packing my bags for my flight tomorrow morning out of Nice. I should be in London just in time for lunch. As much as I absolutely love Monaco, I think three weeks of being here is enough. I'm ready to go now. I've run out of things to do and places to see. At least I'll have a change of scenery for tomorrow night. 

My flight out of London leaves at 11am to Barbados Sunday morning. I'm beyond excited. I need a vacation from my vacation. I've packed all of my winter clothes on the bottom of my suitcase so I won't even have to look at them anymore. I need sunshine. I need a tan, preferably without tan lines.

I'm horrible at packing. I bought 5 pairs of shoes and a whole new wardrobe over here, so fitting it all into my luggage is nearly impossible. I've come up with this plan to fit as much as I can, and then zip up the suitcase. If I stand it up and unzip the top I think I can cram some more in as the rest settles... May have to leave a thing or two behind...

I doubt that I'll sleep at all tonight. I can never sleep well if I know I have to be up early to catch a flight. I have a fear of not waking up in time. Being late is one thing that really bothers me. I'm almost always on time, and if I am late it's normally not my fault. I think my driver gets here at 9am. You'd think I could relax cause it's not that early, but I've overslept a time or two and it still upsets me to think about it. Oh, and my room doesn't have a clock in it. Either that or I've just not found it in the 3 weeks I've been here. Who doesn't put a clock in the room? I tried to tell them, but I don't think they understood what I was saying.

Even though I have this amazing trip planned I can't get my mind off of home. Seems like time drags on and on when you've got someone you'd like to see. Talking on the phone and emailing is nice, but there's nothing quite like a hug and a real conversation over a glass of wine after a long absence.  Gives me something to look forward to. Being in paradise is fantastic, but going home is sometimes better. I only have a few friends, which allows me to give my complete attention to the special ones. Those rare people in our lives who make us want to be around, who put the smile on our faces when we wake up. Even if we wake up alone, and half way around the world.  

Comments

[nikkie]

Je suis content pour lire que vous êtes bien. l'amour, me

[Julie McQueen fan]

awww I wish I was someone Julie would like to see...someone is lucky to receive those warm thoughts:)

Whoever gets the hug she is talking about shouldn't let go!