I love to travel. I’m always thrilled to experience exciting new cities, posh hotels, and amazing restaurants. I usually find myself saying “I wish I could stay one more day” at the end of every trip. Last weekend, things didn’t go quite so well. When I stepped off the plane in Charlotte, I was enveloped in a thick blanket of foreign pollen that inflamed my sinuses and set my throat on fire. Things went from bad to worse when I arrived at the hotel. The queen-size bed felt more like a double, the thermostat wasn’t cooperative which caused me to oscillate between freezing and sweating, the GPS in the rental car routed me through congested construction zones, and something from the hotel’s breakfast buffet left me in desperate need of Pepto-Bismol. It was the perfect travel storm, and I was a fish out of water—floundering on the dock. I was less than 24 hours into my trip and all I could say was “I wanna go home!” I couldn’t wait to get back to my own king-size bed and my kitchen, which is stocked with organic goodness—and Pepto-Bismol. When I finally made it home, my inner artist needed solace, too. I pulled out my watercolor tubes and brushes. And to me, that’s just as comforting as a warm blanket and a grilled cheese sandwich. It’s good to be home.
“Fish out of Water”–Pen and Watercolor on Arches Aquarelle