I'm back from Greece.
I love traveling and along with it I accept that there is always some level of discomfort. Things like changing where you sleep every couple of days, having to adjust to the routines of others, doing things that are physically tougher than what I would do back home all take their toll.
But it doesn't matter because who I meet and what I see and eat and drink and experience is worth the tired that I may feel.
Real traveling for the most part is not easy. It's not comfortable. If you want easy and comfortable stay home or go to a resort and "pretend travel."
This last comment is by no means meant to offend yet in the resorts (which I have also tried) you don't meet locals or eat the real local food or do much of anything which is okay if that's your plan.
Working writing holiday
I had a couple of intentions on this trip. One was to get to the halfway point of Book 3 so that Dave could step in and carry on from there. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!
Working resting holiday
The other intention was to get rested so that I would have some oomph to keep working when I got home. You see rest is as important as work. Without rest I would end up hitting the wall much faster than I'd like to.
This trip has been one of the most restful trips I have taken. I wrote every morning and then went to the beach daily to fuel up with some serious solar power.
Not everyone needs this, but I do. And I don't apologize for it. I saw family and friends, ate fresh food and worked on relaxing.
I have I've been back three days although it feels like much longer. Jet lag has kicked my ass but I have enough solar power stored up that I am ready to carry on...with a tan.