I'm back from three glorious weeks of gallivanting across Europe and can't decide if I'm really happy to be back in my bed, I'd rather be in Switzerland with Ryan, or if I really want to have my apartment and puppy both in Europe. A girl can dream, right? I'll post pictures and stories of our adventures later, but I need to finish going through the thousands, yes thousands, of pictures before I post any. To say we had an amazing time is an understatement. The worst part is the first few days seemed to last forever because we were able to fit so much in and I was certain it would feel like the longest vacation ever. Then, I blinked and it was time for me to pack for the trip back home.
Ryan will be gone for another two weeks and I'm sad I'll be missing more adventures but I was ready to come back. I missed our puppy, my nice big bed with my uber comfy mattress and fabulous sheets, and my garden tub. Believe it or not, a shower head in the corner of the bathroom (no shower curtain, no tub, no anything other than the fixtures to turn the water on and the shower head) gets real old, real fast. And so it's back to reality for me, starting with work bright and early this morning after a 4:30 wake-up lick from Isabella.
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