Self Indulgence is for Sissies

Cont....that was a fatty breakfast. We got a long flight ahead of us today, not sure how I feel about coming back to the United States..I missed the family tons, of course, but the craziness of our society, not so sure. I am glad I had the night to decompress and reaclimate myself to what I will encounter when I am home again. At some points at the beginning of traveling, I felt like an indulgent, pampered spoiled American, when we would stay at places that were not the greatest..I had to erase the lifestyle I am now used to. It was great traveling with Brittney, she being 18 and all, because I was just like her when I was 18, standards are not so high and I didn´t have the money back then either and over the course of ten years, I have become a soft, high standard United Statetian. I recognized it right away and am proud of myself to once again embracing a traveler state of mind. A bed and I am great! Sleeping with geckos on the ceiling is great, they are the most natural bug spray ever. Cool. And I am looking forward to coming home to my big, fatty house and am far more appreciative of our big, fatty life. Love. Dawn