Travel

There’s just something so lovely about turning up to your “local” after 25 hours of travel and knowing everyone’s name and getting a hug.  I go everywhere but always to the same place.

Tradfi coder by day, hacker by night. Doesn’t know night from day. Freelance scribe. Dad cook. Dog butler.  Happy Grandpa. Draws badly.

What do they sell at this place? After traveling for 25 hours, going somewhere familiar would definitely ease the fatigue

A nice homely visit to the local is unmatched

Returning to a place that feels like home, no matter how far you’ve traveled, evokes such a warm feeling. This photo perfectly captures that emotion🫶🏻