Home, Happy, Jetlagged
Our departure from Ian and Eileen's went smoothly. Everything about this trip went really well.
This sign at the airport seemed almost cruel. We were about to embark on an 11 hour flight and end up at home, unrested and completely 'off' but it was an exciting reminder that our own bed awaited us.
We had eight full, delightful days in the UK. We walked 116,329 steps traversing some of the most historic and picturesque places. We connected with three friends who helped to make this trip unforgettable. We were armed with a pretty enthusiastic itinerary and we accomplished everything we had hoped, and so much more. Oh and the reason for this flight Across the Pond, the Robbie Williams concert, far exceeded any of our expectations! Oh my gosh!
So now we're home, falling asleep at 5 PM and awaking at 2 AM ready to start our day. This, too, shall pass, eased by the memories of our British invasion.
"It is good to have an end to journey toward;
but it is the journey that matters, in the end."
- Ursula K. Le Guin
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