My visit home was...refreshing.
After 12 hours of traveling, horrible jet lag, low blood sugar, and just about every thing that could possibly go wrong going wrong, I made it back to WA. Oh, and a 3 mile walk from the shuttle stop to my house. In the cold. With 40 pounds of luggage. In wooden soled cowboy boots. After being awake for 24 hours. Traveling for 12 of those hours.
My feet were so swollen, bruised, and beat up that they were bleeding. And I now have a hole in my boots.
Real post coming soon.