I lost this bug when I had to travel on the job a great deal some years back. To be honest it never quite bit me again the same way since then, and I haven't felt enthusiastic about boarding a plane for a long time. But ever since I booked the plane ticket I have been ridiculously excited about this trip coming up next month. I'll be traveling back to a place that holds the memory of some of the best times of my life, and whilst I'm not looking forward specifically to the plane-ride (it's long haul), I certainly am pumped up about the destination.
It has been a good 4 years since I visited this place I once called home, and every inch of me is thrilled to soon be able to re-live the sights & smells -- familiar roads, friendly faces, favorite eateries, the chilly air & blue skies. More curiously, I wonder how I would feel. Every time I went back previously it felt kinda like going home. But time and tide waits for no man, and I'm well aware that life goes on with or without me there. So would I feel right back at home, as if I never left, or would things somehow be somewhat foreign, yet familiar? I don't know. But I can't wait to find out.