I’ve been remiss in writing about travels lately.  I can’t quite explain why, but I think it’s about trying to get settled in to my new digs.

Whenever I pull out my  journals to travel back in time to adventures and world trekking I find myself longing to be back on the travel road. With our recent move to northern Virginia I find myself trying to get settled in and find my rhythm. Two pretty opposite feelings.

I remember when I first was getting settled in to Turkey after spending about 3 months in the middle East and a month in Greece. I hit a point where all I wanted to do was hibernate.  I had just flown into Antalya, a small city on the Turkish coast. It was beautiful there. A great little sea port surrounded by shops and tourism as you wound your way up into the hills.

I couldn’t get into it. I was feeling like I needed to nest, I hung out on the rooftop of the hotel reading a book for days. I was tired from months of travels through Israel, Jordan, and Egypt and I needed to recharge my battery.  I feel a bit like that after our move from Norfolk.

There were months and month of anticipation about this move, we thought we were moving two other times before but each time it never came to fruition. As soon as I decided to start my own business, Blue Gypsy Inc, we finally got orders to move…so now I’m here and most of my business is there. I’m in a position where I need to start building my network here. So I’m digging in and figure it all out.

I’m trying to find a balance here and it’s not quite working yet. I know I’ll find my foundation but for now I feel a bit out of sorts like my first weeks in Turkey.

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