The landscape become more mountainous and the villages and towns become fewer and further between. Gaidhlig slowly creeps into the street signs and everything becomes quiet and beautiful... I know I am on my way home.
Each time I go home I have a routine:
I walk to the back door and marvel for a moment at the garden and the surrounding landscape. I then take a few paces into the kitchen and have a drink of water from the tap... so fresh, so clean and so ice cold. From here I boil the kettle, and make a cup of coffee which I take through the living room and drink while sitting on the mega comfy sofa.
After another coffee and a bite to eat I tend to head upstairs for the most relaxing bubble bath in my old small but incredibly clean and fresh bathroom. Afterward I head through to my old bedroom and get changed into the same comfy pajamas I have worn on each visit home for the past two years (I don't visit much, they are like new :)
Then it is time to curl up in front of the roaring coal fire before heading to my amazing bed to sleep like a baby.
Each time I go home I have a routine:
I walk to the back door and marvel for a moment at the garden and the surrounding landscape. I then take a few paces into the kitchen and have a drink of water from the tap... so fresh, so clean and so ice cold. From here I boil the kettle, and make a cup of coffee which I take through the living room and drink while sitting on the mega comfy sofa.
After another coffee and a bite to eat I tend to head upstairs for the most relaxing bubble bath in my old small but incredibly clean and fresh bathroom. Afterward I head through to my old bedroom and get changed into the same comfy pajamas I have worn on each visit home for the past two years (I don't visit much, they are like new :)
Then it is time to curl up in front of the roaring coal fire before heading to my amazing bed to sleep like a baby.
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