The old saying that "Life's a journey and not a destination" just doesn't work for me...especially when travelling. We left early this morning and after 13 hours on the road, I was wishing I could snap my fingers and just be home. I was also wishing William's bladder wasn't so little. Ugh!
We're home, we're safe, we're tired and I think my ears have finally stopped popping from being up in the mountains in Pennsylvania.
For me, travelling is about the destination. The journey oftentimes sucks!
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I'm in 100 percent agreement with you. The other day in the car I was telling my kids about "I Dream of Jeannie" and wishing we could just wiggle our noses to get to our destination.
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