Travel day Is a bummer, especially when you think about going through security and customs first here then there. By the time you walk in your front door, it's like you haven't been on holiday at all. That's why we're soaking it all in.
With clothes all packed, I'm at the pool soaking in last looks of the sea. I will probably take a swim even though I washed and dried my hair travel ready. Screw it. After today, there won't be any swimming till summer. How depressing is that?
Last night was like a going away party. All the people staying on the club floor were very friendly and talkative--largely due to a loquacious English couple and us. Before we knew it, we had pulled all the tables together and chatted and drank all evening long. The headache I woke up with this morning told me i had been less than wise, but didn't stop me from taking the last sunrise photo i'll have the privilege of taking for quite some time. I think I'll make a montage when I get home of these 13 glorious days dawning.