I love the kind of weekends that leave you with a new appreciation of where you live. Us wanderlusters are blessed (or cursed depending which way you look at it) with a zest for life and passion for travel that on good days makes us beautiful dreamers, seekers, explorers, wanderers and on bad days leaves us feeling unsettled, disconnected, and if we are really honest, a little irritating to be around because we can't connect with the here and now.
That's why if you're a wanderluster at heart who can't ALWAYS be wandering, it's important for your own mental health (and probably even more so for those around you) to stay connected and in awe of the beauty around you - in the here and now. So you're not always dreaming of somewhere else, somewhere better.
I need to remind myself of this pretty frequently, but luckily for me I live in what can only fairly be described as one of the most beautiful places in the world. And this past weekend I ignored the piles of washing, the cleaning and all the mundane jobs on the to-do list and just appreciated the beautiful part of the world that I live in. We sucked every last minute out of the weekend, culminating with a sunset swim, beer and BBQ on the beach. So enjoy...it's pretty bloody beautiful.