My love for the road trip experience is often matched by my disappointment that it has to come to an end. As reported earlier, the traffic was the first slap-in-the-face return to reality. Fortunately, I have not had to venture into the city yet or I'd have gone completely berserk.
The daily grind, as it were, quickly replaces the relaxation and tranquility of a vacation and a surprise greeting from Mother Nature adds to the mystique. It was only a week ago I cut the grass (complaining bitterly about having to do so in November) and this morning I awakened to a winter wonderland.
Life is good indeed.