Withdrawls

We have now been back from Italy for almost a week. I have just about finished editing the second set of images down to a reasonable number and quality of image. The first couple days back it was nice to be in the familiar confines of home. This is quickly wearing off and given way to the desire to be back on the Mediterranean wondering when the waitress might stumble by your table. No longer can I innocently ignore the conversations of others because I can not understand them. The baggage we haul around is no longer yesterdays laundry and tomorrows costumes. I am left wondering how do you inject a bit of escape into everyday existence?