Originally published on September 29, 2025.
Long ago we dubbed the last day of vacation The Big Day of Suck. And it always lives up to its name. Vacation’s over, and instead of strolling medieval squares or sipping café lattes, you’re standing in security lines, wrestling with passports, and preparing for the joys of coach seating. Yep, you can count on the suck.
The mind starts drifting homeward—grass that’s probably knee-high, emails stacked to the ceiling, and all the errands waiting. But there’s a bright spot: if you’ve got pets, you get the warm reunion with your fur babies.
Somewhere between take-off and touchdown, I’ll wonder how long I can hang on to this vacation glow. Editing my photos back on the desktop will help—what you saw here were quick tablet edits, just enough for Facebook. The “real” work comes later.
So this is it—the last post of this trip. I came up just shy of 1,500 photos, but I hope you enjoyed riding along on these armchair travels. Until next time…
