I Could Get Used to This

I've lived a lot of my life thinking about my transience. Where am I? What to do next? Where am I going? 

Today, Sharifa asked me where I considered home, and I couldn't properly answer her. I've got a handful of friends that I contact every week. I've got a few friends who are poor at staying in contact, but when we do talk, it is the most energising experience. And these people are from all over. How could I choose who made me feel most like home?

This lifestyle becomes me. Traveling every day between locations, visiting new shops, museums, landmarks, meeting new people from different cultures. Laughing a Lot. Regretting a Little (like all of the lactose products I've ingested knowing full well I can't handle them). 

Singing. Every. Single. Day.

Of course, there are people who have already said this lifestyle isn't their cuppa tea. The cities we explore are too small. We have too little time to do any real exploring. Then there's me, happy to have a day watching movies in my cabin, happy to have a day taking photos and buying unique things and lapping up a new culture. I understand completely why this lifestyle suits few people, but I think I might be one of those people.

Gratitude

Once upon a time, I held a Thanksgiving party in Australia, and got my friends to dress as pilgrims and indians. Of course, this isn't the American tradition at all and I was exploiting the generalised view of the holiday, but it was still heaps of fun.

This time around, we all went out to lunch at Sallys Restaurang in Stockholm. Everyone said it was my day, so what better way than to go to my restaurant? To commemorate the holiday, we went around the table saying what we were thankful for. Many said they were thankful for health and life, some for friends and family... and I said I was thankful that Simon told me there was a hole in the bum of one of my costumes.

I mean, I'm thankful for so much more, but it truly is the little things that keep us motivated. Maybe that's why I can lap up this experience so easily. The nuances of each day don't go unnoticed. I love each little pleasure and I address each little pain. I explore.

Lavish Lifestyle. Lavish Robe. Not so Lavish Face.

Carl Fazer, Leave me alone!

I'm Gonna Swingggggg from the Chandelier! 

Casually Standing in front of my Throne.

Oh yeah, and we all visited the bridge (where the GPS and ship controls are). Here's Ollie and I navigating the ship through the icy waters! Or at least, looking good in front of the controls...