I Am Not an Explorer

I’ve been MIA for the past month, and I have good reason! 

I’ve been travelling. First, we took a trip home to Ireland where Trish met all my family. She’s still alive so that’s a good sign. & now we’re on the tail end of 4 days in Barcelona, about to head to Paris. 

The funny thing is I always tell people I loooove travelling. But I am not the intrepid explorer I thought I was. I am a bal of stress and nerves, I am an even bigger ball of sweat (Trish booked a non-aircon room, in Barcelona, in SUMMER!) 

& honestly, as I sit here waiting to drop my bag, sipping on a coffee because we’re WAY TO EARLY (two hours too soon) to check in on a flight out of the heat of the sun itself, I can’t help but wonder how the hell I’ll manage the next 10 days. 


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