Big hat

Sara wearing a big hat, nuff said.

We're now over a week back in England, routine has taken hold. Work has returned. The cold is in our bones, and a big part of me wonders how it's possible to be on holiday all the time and yet not be stone cold poor/homeless/hungry.

I remember this from our South East Asia trip a few years ago, that realignment with reality. Finding it hard to get my head into gear.

Moments of humour help, like Sara wearing a big hat and her not even knowing it.