Bitten by Bug!

Home I am- after getting on the plane at 12.30 Tuesday and getting to Devonport at 12.30 Thursday- and some how I don't believe that the 4th of July 2007 was in my life - I lost it over the Pacific!
The constant time changes while travelling huge distances and the impact on the human being are not conducive to looking one's best!. As you get out at each port, walk around, checking out how neat some people are, well groomed etc - the reality of sleeping in a t- shirt, jeans and Crocs plus a warm jacket, hit home. By the time I got to Devonport , I had lost the power to walk, I was wearing 2 day old clothes that had been sat in slept in etc, my eyes had taken on the look of a haunted madwoman, and my feet hardly fitted in the Crocs. Lovely as I was , and aware that I had to be careful of my impact upon others , I swept down the steps into Pardoe Airport - noone noticed !!!!.
My dog was delighted to see me home!
I loved my trip - it has increased my awareness of other cultures, improved my understanding of geological and geographical processes, filled my head with awesome images, expanded the number of people I know, exposed me to a huge range of different experiences, fuelled my gastronomic desires and inspired me .
If you do nothing else in your life - make sure you always know and develop some understanding of how others live and where they live; it develops your individual awareness and increases tolerance- wise quote by very tired Lizzie.