I slept until eight, got enough sleep and still felt tired all day. There was no meditation or anything, I only thought about packing and getting home. Had breakfast with my parents, packed everything up and then it was almost time to go. Literally, we actually walked to the train station which was nice. Another perk of packing light-ish:
One of these days I will manage to travel with a purse only.
The weather was hot and I regretted wearing leggings and socks. I got rid of them once we had stepped on the train.
A two-hours ride to Hannover, then Chinese for lunch and onto the next train and six more hours to Munich. The train ride went smoothly and it felt shorter this time. For the boy it was the other way around.
When we reached our house we were a little puzzled that my husband wasn’t greeting us but then heard him playing drums in the basement. Bad timing. The boy immediately unpacked his new Switch, my husband had already set the table and dinner ready:
We talked a bit and then we scattered again, the husband watching soccer, the boy trying out his new toy and I just sat there and finished reading my novel.
I am really happy to be back home again.
Today I will be doing all the things again, there will be running and teaching and maybe the recording of a podcast. And lots of talking for sure.