Recently my sister flew back home for a visit and afterward she and I hopped on a bus to Cincinnati where I stayed with her and her husband for several days. I had such a nice time exploring, picking up some goods that have been on my wishlist, and eating far too much good food. I’ve visited twice (not counting her college graduation and wedding), skipping last year though, and I’m thinking it should be a yearly event.

It’s funny how you can travel to a different city and do the exact same things you do at home (go to the gym, take a walk around the neighborhood, go out to eat, shop, watch movies, even sit silently in the same room on the computer) yet it feels like a completely new and exciting experience. I was grateful to have company and to be happily exhausted, but it’s a relief to need alone/quiet time to recharge and know that it’s okay too. That balance, living out ordinary life with others, is so important to me.

I’m not sure how I managed to make it through the 10 hour bus ride to Atlanta with a carry on packed with ceramics and plants (typical me), but I did. They’re beautiful reminders of a very lovely trip.