Sitting Still

I love to travel and see new things. I love rolling into a new town with unfamiliar landscape and different aromas, and detecting the change in accent among the locals.

However, I am a creature of habit. I like to settle in, stock the fridge, make coffee in the morning, and call a place home for a few days. During our one-night stopover in Aberystwyth and a day of travel, I found myself longing for home and wondering if two weeks is a bit long to be away. I wondered what the cats were up to and had a sudden fear that our cat sitter had forgotten to come by and feed them or that the AC had given in to the heat and they were panting in the stuffy house (I checked the camera and everything is as it should be). I missed my morning smoothie and sitting by the pond.

Then we arrived in Caernarfon. Chris adeptly navigated the narrow streets and found a spot outside the castle walls. We gathered our bags and walked the three blocks to our next stay. We are on Palace Street, which is closed to cars during the day. The owners run the ice cream and waffle shop below us, and the castle turrets are visible from the back balcony. We put away our groceries and unpacked and then set out for a walk around town, leaving Maxine to her alone time.

Chris and I lingered at the bayside pub while Edwin headed back to get dinner started. We came upon a friendly cat on the castle steps who let me pet him (her?). When we got back to the flat, the tortellini was ready, and I threw together a salad. This is more like it.