Thursday, April 23, 2009

Nothing Like Your Own Loo


After two weeks of traveling through Bend, Portland, the Oregon coastline, and California coastline, with an overnight at my brothers' in Sacramento, we are once again in the mountains. It smells sweet and fresh, and we count our blessings. We have managed to sleep in six different beds. And for the life of me, I cannot help myself from wondering just how many people have slept in that bed, and more importantly, used that bathroom. I know it's obsessive. I'm aware it is not healthy. But I wonder anyway.

My husband calls me the "princess and the pea" because I am kind of fussy about my bed. My girls both know that they had better have fresh sheets when I visit, because I can tell. So, all in all, I loved traveling and seeing all that beautiful scenery. But there really is no place like home.

25 comments:

CrazyCris said...

But isn't that precisely one of the delights of travelling? That wonderful sensation of home sweet home at the end of it?!

And why do return trips always seem longer that departures? Because we look forward to our home comforts, the delight of sleeping in one's own bed, fixing whatever you want for breakfast, soaking in your tub, curling up on your sofa with a book or a movie... Creature comforts we don't get while travelling.

I must admit that, as much as I LOVE travelling (and get jitterish if I stay put for too long), I'm always glad to come home at the end of a trip!

I just discovered I have a new "follower"! How lovely! ;o)

Kat said...

Amen to that! My husband also refers to me as the Princess and the Pea, because I can feel every wrinkle and bump!
There IS not place like home.

scarlethue said...

So true! I always sleep terribly on the road too. No matter how soft the bed, it's not MY bed. I do love to travel but there's nothing better than coming home.

Anonymous said...

Funny, I do the same. I've been renting furnished places for the last few years and I like to forget that I'm not the only one who slept in that bed and used the facilities, not to mention the kitchen! The mountains do have a fresh sweet smell don't they? Ahhh, I love it!

Yunz said...

agree with cris:)
yep..we do feel that the the journey to our own place shorter than the departure as we eager(is that the correct word..?im sorry for bad english) or i think i should replaced it with impatient to reach our own home...

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Welcome home! Enjoy!

Adiya said...

Haha!! Nothing like your own loo really. At least you know who has been there! Welcome home. I would love to take a marathon trip like that too. Must have been fun! Hope you took pictures.

ellen abbott said...

The Princess and the Pea...me too. I can feel the tiniest speck of sand and wrinkle in the sheets and it's usually under my hip. The first thing I do before I get in bed is brush the sheets off and smooth them out.

Rachael @ The Little Birdie said...

"Nothing like your own loo"... I love it! I am the same way though. Even if it's the same exact bed, it's just not the same unless it's yours.

Too bad there's not a way to take the comforts of home with you when you travel!

lolit said...

"home is where your heart is" nothing can compare the comfort that can give by it.

Andrea said...

I don't think it's obsessive at all. My first night in New York, I hardly slept at all wondering about who had slept in the bed - ugh - it's kind of creepy. Slept ok the next night - out of exhaustion. My bed felt so good when I got back!

robert said...

Nearly find even 'a home within your thoughts', as I spend many nights awake, being away, which sometimes was worth, but in the end it is only HOME where I can get sleep and not where I lay my head.

Anonymous said...

Welcome home! And I understand completely.

Joanne said...

Oh you said it! As beautiful as travel is, nowhere else has the comfort, the ease of home. Enjoy!

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Yes, I get it. This is precisely why we bought a motorhome! My bed, my sheets and most importantly.... my bathroom. Welcome home!

susan said...

Being in your own safe place seems to be a common theme. It's certainly something primal in our makeup.

Natalie said...

Yes, I agree with Susan, It is just in us.
I LOVE my bed.
Maybe we should have bed Posts! Ha,ha. Might do that today! xx♥

Gemel said...

Me too, I love my own home. I love to travel and visit friends, however it is always truly wonderful to slip into my own bed...

Valerie said...

I'm almost at the stage of not wanting to leave my home. There's really no place like it. None of my family have heard of the Princess and the Pea so it was good to learn that others have.... Valerie

Swetha said...

ha ha ha.. you sound just like my mom.. i think you both have similar traits. wherever she goes the first thing she watches is the toilets... really funny!!

Sarah Lulu said...

Me too ..obsessive about a clean bed and a clean bathroom ....really like my own best.

Welcome back form your lovely holiday.

Anonymous said...

Definitely agree on that one! Lovely to go away and experience the freshness of new sheets, knowing you will wake up in a place where you don't have to worry about alarm clocks and cooking, but it's so nice to find your home waiting for you.

CJ xx

Rose said...

It always feels good to be home in your own bed after a trip.

I'm germ-o-phobic and I care about clean sheets,etc.

Hugs, Rose

Unknown said...

My mom is the same way. When my mom comes to visit, I could pick her up at the airport and she'd know instantly if I changed my sheets are not. Its innate, and its creepy!

Joanna Lee said...

By the way, your "Sexy Dreams" post did not go through.