Matt Brandon | Jun 21, 2017 | 6
Home again, home again, jiggidy jig.
Great to be home. Thanks for the encouragements to get back to the blogosphere.I was only gone for 6 days, yet had not seen my wife in three weeks. She was gone for two week prior to my trip and then we literally passed in the air as I left. This was, as I have already stated a non-photographic trip. In fact I did not even take my kit with me. I took the Think Tank Shapeshifter bag stuffed with non-photographic stuff. I might add here it works really well as a backpack and computer bag. The neoprene pockets are outstanding dividers. But I was reminded how old I am getting or how weak my back is. I spent the week sleeping on a cot in a friends conservatory (for you Amercians, that is a glassed in back porch, those Brits have so much more class than us Yanks!) and did not feel the worse for it…or at least I thought. On the way back home from England to Bangkok I started smelling like I had been on a road and decided to take a shower at the Star Alliance lounge. When I bent down to put on my socks my back went out on me. In the past I have been told I have three slip disks and this is why I go to the gym often (almost everyday while I am home) but apparently the cot naps did more damage than I thought, and the endless hours trying to get comfortable in coach didn’t help. I miss those 100K upgrades.
Today is a very special person’s birthday, my wife. She is a wonderful lady that I can’t say enough about. Amazingly, somehow she puts up with, not one, but two ADD people in her house. That fact alone should win her some sort of honor or award. If you have ever had the chance to meet her you know she is caring and kind. These words fall so empty on this page as I write them. I wish I was a eloquent with words and could describe her adventurous spirit. We have climbed mountains together, we have even huddled behind walls as billets flew past us in Kashmir. We have experienced life together in ways that most people would only dream. There is no other person I would want to share crazy life with. She is an amazing mother, caring for Jessie and making sure Jess has her hugs and kisses. She is also an amazing cook! Which explains the battle of the bulge I am currently fighting. I can go on but, she would only kill me for embarrassing her. So happy birthday Alou. I love you.