Nine hours over the Atlantic and a plate of BBQ later, I'm safely back in the U.S.A.
A great many things happened in the last couple of days that obviously got on my last nerves, and it's easy for that sort of thing to happen when you don't want to be where you are to begin with. I'd considered deleting the whiny gripe list post from a couple of days ago, but I'll leave it as a pure slice of feelings at a particular moment in time.
Suffice to say that I'm glad to be back. Going overseas and going to other countries really flips some people's buttons. I like my buttons where they are, apparently. There's a great deal in this nation of mine I have yet to see.
And it's a helluva lot less expensive.
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For the record, your countrymen are happy to have you back as well. :-)
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