Back to the USA
I've traveled all about this world,
And seen sights most sublime,
The marble towers of the Taj,
Set my watch by Big Ben's time.
I stood in awe at the Acropolis,
Drank wines throughout Bordeaux,
Sailed past the Sydney Opera House,
Played black jack in Monaco.
I've watched a Barbados sunset,
Rode the Star Ferry in Hong Kong,
I've seen exotic Balinese dancers,
Heard Bangkok temple bells gong.
I marveled at David in Florence,
Prayed at a mosque in Brunei,
Danced tango in Buenos Aires,
Sampled samosas in far Mumbai.
Yet, no matter where I travel,
And how far afield I roam,
It feels good to return to America,
The best country of all - my home.
Copyright © 2005 Carmen Henesy.
All Rights Reserved
I arrived home from Barcelona late yesterday - one suitcase remained behind me at Charles De Gaulle Airport in Paris...not sure why but Air France has promised to deliver it today. I didn't care, really. My business class flight was spectacular - the food absolutely incredible and no words can describe the wonderful wines. There is definitely something to be said for hoarding one's frequent flyer miles for years for one last big splurge on a round trip business class journey that allows you to sleep, fully stretched out, and totally pampered, which is what I did on this 65th birthday adventure. Over the next few days, I will download the photos though I don't think I took all that many. Most were just of me and my friends since I have been several times to these spots.
I was surprised at just how much I missed reading everyone's blogs and at writing. I am new to the blogging world but one quickly becomes addicted!
The poem above was written back in 2005 but I always think about it when I return home. No matter how joyous the journey, it is always nice to sleep in one's own bed again!