The end of a trip has a funny way of getting away from you. The next thing you know you're home and what was April is now July and you're thinking about refilling your propane tank. When you're a few days away from coming home, you tend to give up on packing gracefully and start looking for another suitcase or cardboard box or cheap plastic sacks with wheels intended to last the distance between baggage claim and the curb. Our last few days were in Hong Kong where oddly the internet access was no so great. The goal at this point was to get everything home and pick up any special request and see some family and friends.
But good shopping makes up for lost time in front of a keyboard any day. And I don't even like to shop. Hong Kong is one of those great sport shopping cities.
And of course interesting food.
But life is lived in the present and sooner or later it's time to go home until the next trip. Thanks D for a great time. You all have a fun time in Egypt later this year.
BTW, heaven is the JAL Sakura lounge in Tokyo
One of the few times I was not in a rush to get off the plane.
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