Vacation Withdrawal

My Mexico vacation last week was the most satisfying break from regular life I could have asked for. It had elements of everything I needed to relax: sun, beach, ocean, alcohol, a good book, a bit of adventure and, of course, good friends. With all of this to fill 7 days, I returned to the U.S. completely fulfilled and yet surprisingly glad to be home.

On Sunday, I was anticipating the worse for Monday, but found that reintroducing myself back to work was a cinch. Throughout the day my travel pals commented how they could have used a few more days on vacation, but personally I was able to say that I didn't need the extra time. I admit that I still do miss the beach, but for those that know me best, my obsession with the surf is a constant one.

As much as I would like very much to return to Cancun someday, I don't have much of a desire to do that any time in the near future (unless the trip was gifted to me, of course). There is a vast world of destinations that I have yet to see, and I am determined to visit a majority of them.

I suppose my lack of attachment to this recent vacation has everything to do with my eagerness to see the rest of the world. There is a sense of freedom and adventure that I have rediscovered in myself in the past couple of years that has been feeding my appetite for travel and desire to see and learn new things. The idea that there is a new adventure on the horizon for me soon keeps my yearning at bay - I just hope it's just not too long before I get to experience it.