23 august 2010, home

Just back from a good long holiday: road trip there and back wrapping round ten days camping in hungary. Started with an overnight ferry to belgium, which was great fun, and then a dash to frankfurt, where we spent a day and a night catching up with old friends and generally being nostalgic around familiar roads, playgrounds, shops and of course the palmengarten. Left with a somewhat heavy heart for stuttgart, but stayed in the most remarkable cheap hotel ever, and kids at least had a ball at legoland. Then a brief stay at salzburg, and finally journey's end at lake balaton, where we set up camp with other half's family and days flew by in a haze of barbeques, bobsleighs, swimming, sunshine, spectacular storms and runaway teenagers. A once in a lifetime holiday - never again. Substitute nuremburg, cologne, playmobiland and my first day & night ever in brugge for the above and you have the way back - and never has home felt more like home than when we finally got through our by-now familiar front door. That was the weeks that were.