Spend a week in a hotel, and you'll notice that packing takes some time. I brought too many clothes again (and got razzed for it, but that's OK. I can take it. I'm [sniff] tough.)
But packing to go home is much better than packing to be gone in the first place. Why?
Because it means I'm going home!
Yes, it means a day in airports and airplanes, but when that's done, I'll be back home with wife and daughter.
I packed my souvenir gifts, too. I looked several times, but finally found something decent, I think. At least I tried.
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