An eventful, activity-filled, time(zone)-hopping kind of day — the sort that starts much too early and never quite slows down.
But we made it. Just got home. Just got settled.
The packing list came through (as always). The packing list always comes through. (Thank goodness for the packing list.)
There was a lot of pointing, calling, and shouting “clear!” as we left the accommodations, the rental car, the airport seats — a synchronized travel ballet performed at half energy and full volume.
Now? Back home. Shoes off. Bags by the door. (Then put away).
Ah, home.
Home is where couch (couch, couch…) is.
(And where my DIY webcam BRB flag is it seems.)