The road back
is the road out,
potholes filled
with experience.

Actually… if the road back was the road out, I would be dealing with a whole lot of oncoming traffic!
Never mind, because….poetry.

To be sure it was a long uneventful drive home.
Lunch-stop for a scrummy piping hot vegetable pie scoffed down with a side of way over salted crinkle cut chips. Road-trip junk-food delicious.

Now… a couple of days to metabolise the trip, acclimatise to the freezing weather and sterilise the large pile of dirty laundry.

Then…..dive into some seriously overdue planning for the next big trip away. Destination Japan.