It feels so nice to be home. We arrived back on Saturday at around 4:30 am, and you have no idea how nice it felt to sleep in my own big full sized bed without having to worry about kicking Skylar or hearing my Dad snore like a wildebeest (seriously, it's awful. Skylar slept in the bathtub one night because it was so bad).
As much as I love traveling, the best feeling of all is arriving home and getting back to your normal routine. I missed waking up at 9 or 10, making a cup of coffee (the way I like it, not the gross hotel coffee where they only give you non-dairy creamer. I love my french vanilla creamer), and lazing around the rest of the day. After a week of adventures, I need a day or two to sit around and relax.
Song of the day:
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