There’s nothing in the world to make you appreciate being home like spending even five minutes in an airport, much less several hours on an airplane.
We had a great time, and I’m sure I’ll go into needless detail on it later. At the moment, I have to unpack, apologize to the dogs and cats for abandoning them, send a week’s worth of junk mail through the shredder, and shake off the seething misanthropy born of spending extended periods of time in a metal tube with unpleasant strangers who violate your personal space.
One quick note: Alternate Reality Comics in Las Vegas is awesome. Thanks for the recommendation, Dr. Scott!