Thursday, June 21, 2012

613 - Monday home again tra la la

So we got home in one piece, and I am happy to say that I made the trip there and back on coach.  But no food.  Nothing - they didn't even offer peanuts.  So no worries on that side.

I haven't really exercised (unless you count walking) for the last few days, and I was not up to it when I got home.  But we did do a lot of walking in Las Vegas, so I wasn't really worried about it.  I like to walk.  It clears the head and I feel more a part of the world walking rather then be holed up in some room or house.  Even if I don't interact I still feel part of the world.  Walking is nice.

But I was really worried about this trip.  I was worried how I would handle the food situation.  How I would handle everyone eating but not me.  Ultimately it was okay, but maybe if I hadn't been worrying about it it wouldn't have been okay.  Oh who know - but at least it is over.  And hopefully this is the last trip I will ever take were I can't eat the food.


1 comment:

  1. T3 didn't mention that she walked 4 miles in the 108 degree heat. I've now learned that T3 believes she is English since only mad dogs & Englishmen go out in the midday sun.

    We did walk one heck of a lot - 12 to 16,000 steps per day per my pedometer.

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