Aldermans Go Global: There’s No Place Like Home

We’ve been home from vacation for approximately 72 hours, and I would already take the next plane back if it was offered to me.

Ever since we got married (4 1/2 years ago), we’ve talked about a two-week vacation to Europe just the two of us. It finally happened, and it was even more amazing than I could have even dreamed.

I’ll be doing a series of blog posts over the next week or so, sharing photos and details about our trip. (In case you just didn’t get enough following me on Instagram. 🙂 )

But first, a few thoughts after re-entry:

[FROM EUROPE] I  M I S S … 

Full English breakfasts served steps from our room.

Staying out until midnight, and sleeping in until 10am.

Being fully present in the moment because our phones weren’t pinging us with texts, emails, notifications, etc.

Mine and husband’s squabbling over maps and which direction to go.

Stopping at a cafe for a glass of wine (or two) at 2pm, because we can.

Walking everywhere.

The laid-back dining culture, where waiters don’t harass you and you can properly enjoy a meal.

European cappuccinos.
(with full-fat milk! and if you asked otherwise they looked at you like you were crazy)

Being around so many different cultures with different stories, and meeting new people.

Learning something new every day.

The laissez-faire attitude.

Quality time with just husband, every single day, learning more about him and enjoying him.

[FROM HOME] I  M I S S E D … 

Ice water. Seriously. Some of you know exactly what I’m talking about.

Snuggling with my fur-baby, Olli.

Understanding everyone, and all menus, at all times.

My mom. No matter how old I get, she’ll always be my Lorelei.

My TV shows.
(I’m sure that sounds lame, but we did leave as Fall TV started back, and we know how much I love my Fall TV…)

Mexican Food. Give me some chips and guac and queso and margs, please.

Group texts.  I have two groups I communicate with on a daily basis, and I missed my dear ones.

My own bed, with my own pillows, and a FAN.

The indescribable feeling of being home.

xo xo