Post Trip Funk

Travel to Happy. Isn’t that the whole point of it _ travel I mean. Welcome to the first day of my blog. I really do travel quite a bit. In fact this is my second day or night back from my trip. It was great. I plan great trips, after all this is what I do professionally. Now I have jet lag. It will pass just like the Adriatic and Aegean Sea passed under me. Just like the gigantic Bosphorus passed by ancient Byzantium , then Constantinople, on my “Byzantine Odyssey”. Istanbul, founded by Greek scouts in 660 BC, the beautiful Greek Isles,  especially Corfu covered in cypress and olive trees, and according to Greek myth the island of Delos , birthplace of Apollo. Precious Venice, Ravenna’s marvelous mosaics, a collection eight historic buildings and a  UNESCO World Heritage site, in Italy,  all dreams come true yet again for me . I am lucky, I am happy. Now what. I had to think of something. Well, I did actually. I made a new Thai salad  dressing for lunch for excitement. It helped.  I am missing ordering off a menu. I have to challenge myself to new heights. It gives you energy until the post trip funk goes away. Yesterday, my excitement seeking self went to the local farmers market. That was fun. The luscious summer produce made me happy. Reconnecting with my laptop (left behind for the first time in years), made me happy. I won’t do that again. Lots of down time in airports and flying. Think of all the things you can be doing coming and going. Next time I’ll be busy having more fun with my laptop. I’ll be writing my blog. I notice the airlines with the best on board amenities and service have happier clients. I was thinking about why so many Americans don’t have passports, don’t travel internationally. It’s clearly because they have only travelled domestically and fear the whole world is like that. They think everyone only wears their oldest clothes while traveling. Maybe it’s to scare people off from sitting next to them. It works for me, I know. I try to sit alone whenever possible. You can find something to be happy about in the airport . I  get very emotional, still, seeing people reunited with their loved ones, it’s  fun  to watch the hugging , kissing, smiling. Try to imagine why they are so happy. Are they arriving or departing. Baggage claim is an emotionally charged area too. This is a good area to listen for foreign accents. Just for fun, listen next time you wait for luggage, count the languages you recognize. If none, try to expand your horizons further. Of course things turn when the bags don’t show up. I have never lost my bag for more than three days. Always keep  valuables plus a change of clothing in your carry on bag. Always. No excuses. Better still, take only carry on luggage when at all possible .  Towards the end of a wonderful vacation, I start to miss my family, especially the little ones, and  wish I had more pets like we used to waiting to greet us . I think about past visits to  the ones I love over the years. . Mostly though how passionate I am about travel , and how happy I am to have a home. Every day has the possibility to travel to somewhere or something . Why not happy. Make the effort. It’s worth it .  Ciao.

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