My folks have gone back now and my tiny one bed apartment seems too big for two people.
While it was very difficult to see them go last evening, the worst bit was when I came back to a quiet house, with no extra suitcases lying around.
There was still a lot of food in the kitchen which mum had made for me. That made me cry harder.
I was actually surprised at how bad I felt coming back home from the airport last night.
However, my consolation was the fact that folks had a nice trip which hopefully they will think of smiling for a long time.
We went for a lovely 4 day trip to Switzerland which my folks enjoyed to the hilt. We went atop breathtakingly beautiful snow covered mountains, inside mountains with fountains, saw a number of beautiful swiss villages, travelled across the length and breath of Switzerland covering Lucerne, Interlaken and Zurich.
Another thing I am very glad about was the fact that this was the first trip I took my husband and parents for. And I am glad it could be Switzerland. I always knew I wanted my parents to visit me soon after I came to London. While job hunting I used to so desparately wish that I earn when they come and take them on a holiday myself.
Also, a lot of gifts to Sid were pending. I hope this trip makes up for atleast some of them!
And yes, London seems positively ugly after Switzerland.