Time to go home...

Hello everyone! During the holidays in Vietnam, we went to the hotel, on its walls hung decorative plates from different countries, including Russia. It seemed very nice. I thought, that during the trip I often start to miss home. No, I don't miss work or my business, but after some time of rest, I start wanting my traditional food. For example in Vietnam later 7 days I so request russian borscht... We found a restaurant of russian cuisine, in which an elderly woman from Ukraine cooked food. I took my soul that day))) This restaurant visited a lot of families with children, because the food in Vietnam is quite peculiar and it is difficult to feed the child with the usual food.

It's not just about food. Often I get the feeling, that it's time to go home. No wonder we say, that from the rest we can also be tired. So often at the end of the trip I have no feeling of regret, that the holiday has come to an end and we need to go home. I am always grateful to the place, where we rested, I like to finally have dinner in the most delicious restaurant, walk to your favorite places, plunge into the sea, throw a coin for good luck and meet the dawn...

Thanks for reading!