I saw orcas, sea lions, peacocks and a bald eagle. I had conversations with lovely folks from Down Under. I stood in line for more than an hour for fish and chips. I saw an old friend for the first time in 15 years. I rode on six boats.
Not once did anyone claim to be king of the world, at least as far as I saw. That part was a little disappointing.
Honestly, so was coming home.
I love you, Chattanooga, but I’m not overly giddy to be back right now. I’m not sad, mind you, just not tap dancing. Of course, the last time I actually tap danced was 1988.
But as much as I love to dance, I love to travel even more. While I enjoy seeing new places, I think I also like myself a little more when I’m away.