Last week I flew back to England for four days, for the first time in nearly 3 years. I left Aaron and the boys here, as Louka does not have a passport yet and it was going to be a whirlwind trip. I was very excited about it and couldn't wait to see my friends again.
Over the time I was there I wasn't online much, although I did manage to keep up with my 365 project even though I took surprisingly few photos. Between us all we only ended up with one very blurry, and unattractive picture of us all together which is not going to make it onto facebook let alone here!
I shopped, I slept, I drank, talked and ate, and I was very cold!
Overall it was fantastic few days and I wish I could have spent more time with the girls, but I could not handle that grey weather for much longer! Apparently I missed some nicer days either side of my trip but it was pretty miserable the whole time I was there - cold, grey, wet and dark. I must admit that although I was sad to leave each of my friends over the days and was a bit tearful walking into the airport I did have a big grin on my face as the plane took off and within seconds of rising through the clouds was in brilliant blue skies. (It would have been great photo for my 365 but I'd left my phone in the overhead locker and couldn't be bothered to get it!)
"I see blue skies, through the tears in my eyes, and I realise, I'm going home'
Lyrics from 'I'm Going Home' -
from The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Random thoughts on my trip to England
It's cold, I knew it was cold but I'd forgotten how much! It snowed pretty much constantly since I arrived, luckily it didn't really settle so didn't cause any problems other than making me feel like I couldn't breathe when I was outside.
Everything looked the same but different.
My friends have not changed one bit, they are still
I know the grey skies don't help but everywhere looks a little more rubbish than I remember,I noticed this in particular on my train journeys.
A four hour flight without kids but after having them is a much more pleasant experience than I realised before I'd had them.
I'd forgotten how nice sleep was, and although I've only been back a couple of days its already a distant memory again!
It was nice to be back, briefly but I'm happy not to be living there all the time, as much as it would be fantastic to be able to see my friends all the time, it does not feel like home to me any more and after hearing my friends chatting I don't think they have much time to meet anyway now, I'm not used to such fast paced lives!
It was strange at time being without the boys but I can't say I missed them too much! I did think I 'should' have missed them more as everyone said I would and many people seem to have problems leaving kids behind to have a night out or sleepover but I can cope just fine! This length of time was fine and I wasn't weeping into my pillow at night worrying about them. (I may have wondered if Aaron was sitting rocking in the corner clutching a bottle of whisky but was sure he'd pretty much have it under control)
Overall, It would be great to be able to go back once a year (although highly unlikely to be possible) but there's no place like home.