Goodness! Is my vacation really over? Is it really 4:26 am for me? Why and how the hell am I still awake? Do I really have 150 messages awaiting me on my blackberry and should I be concerned that there aren’t more?
The trip was excellent. So much so that I sat down in my hotel room last night and cried at the knowledge that I’d have to go to work on Monday.
Off to bed now. Several posts to come.
(The photo of the niece was taken on Easter. I helped pick out that frock as well. Auntie Allez has excellent taste!)