Finally, after 6 days of vacation, we’re home again. Can’t say I didn’t enjoy it, even though I felt very anxious practically the whole time because I was at an unfamiliar place. Some of the people I’ve interacted with during our stay at my mother’s hometown were nice, though, so that definitely helped.
So my 6-day break went like this:
A day of visiting my mother’s family home (and touring around some places) and meeting some relatives and other people
A day at the beach with the relatives and some people I don’t know
A day of sight seeing on the way home
Three days of staying at a relative’s house doing absolutely nothing.
And six days of unnecessary worrying about some things I can’t control (a.k.a. my anxiety tagging along on our vacation)
I consumed about 1 1/3 rolls of film, so I’m excited about how the pictures would turn out.
I shot around 200 pictures using a digital point-and-shoot camera (and while it has manual mode, I haven’t used it much because people were telling me to hurry up.) but they’re mediocre.
I learned how to make those lame loom bands! I also learned that they’re not lame. Somewhat. So that’s a new thing I learned this June.
I talked to some people, primarily our relatives.
I learned to enjoy nature more. And somewhat thank God (if He exists) for it.
That’s about it, I guess. I may not have learned that much about myself and my existence, but what I have learned about the world around me pretty much makes up for it.