Holidays at home are about being there. Not just being physically present but also being so relaxed about time that I'm also completely there in my mind.
Today's post is a collection of moments and memories from this summer.
The sunrises over the water at a favourite park I managed to catch on various days in a diverse range of weather conditions. The colours and sounds over a familiar sky line so different each time.
How the first and second Zopper Doopers of the season ended up being consumed within half an hour of each other because there were technical issues with over squeezing the first one and then having most of it splat onto the pavement. How it was such a hot day that there was a line at the convenience store where we bought these Zooper Doopers because the convenience store that sold them was rumoured to be the coldest place in the neighbourhood. Or so our new friend who was in line to buy a banana told us. I wonder if he knows about the beer fridge at Dan Murphy's? I wonder if I should have told him....
Having the time and lack of scheduled activities to watch my little corner of the world wake up on a week day. It's so different to the lazy, leisurely stretch into alertness of a weekend morning.
It was about sometimes having to multi task such important jobs as a home manicure, Lego assembly and web browsing late at night in a completely silent house.
Of late mornings spent pottering around in my pyjamas.
How I actually tried on clothes in store before buying or considering buying them.
On duty clothes shopping is 100% online for me these days. Can you believe I miss things like gently rifling through racks of clothes, super flattering lighting and mirrors in boutique change rooms and the airy banter that goes on among fellow shoppers and sales staff?
It was about sitting back and admiring the back garden after I'd collected the laundry one evening.
And it was about that perennial favourite holiday at home activity of mine, being a tourist in my own city.
But the best thing about holidays at home? No jet lag, laundry backlog or credit card bill shock to come to.
What do you love about holidays spent at home?