I'm sitting in the Columbus (Ohio) airport waiting for my flight back to New York. I can't wait. Seems I've been on the road since February. Yes, I've had a few respites sprinkled in, but my suitcase always stands at ready for the next trip.
But, God willing, I'm not scheduled for another road trip until mid-September. Hallelujah!
While I do love traveling and I'm so fortunate to get to get to go to wonderful places, I'm just plain tired of spending so much time away from my bed, my books, my dog, and my funky New York Upper-Upper-Upper East Side 'hood.
I'm looking forward to the first week in August, when I take a week off to indulge - and it is indulgence! - in the glories of New York City. I plan to hit lots of places I've wanted to see - Ellis Island, Wave Hill, Empire State Building (no, I've never been to the top of the ESB), Katz' Deli - plus revisit old favorites like Chinatown, Brooklyn Bridge, and Central Park. Tiffany's. I can get some real theatre deals, as well - so you know I'll be pattin' my foot to a Broadway musical.
Sometimes, home is the best place to vacation.