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I arrived home from my whimsical winter wanderings on Tuesday. With time change in Europe, rescheduled and re-timed (i.e. delayed) flights, and a missed flight (because of delays), I got home rather later than expected. Exhausted. Too many days of constant travel (since I set out from Geneva on Saturday). 

Today I finally feel back to normal. Had breakfast with my sister and a long catch up, then pottered about at home. This afternoon I headed to the arboretum and to the top of Mt Ainslie to play with my Canon 6D and experiment. The views reminded me of why I love this city. 

Travel is wonderful, my trip was amazing, but it's nice to be home ...