I suspect it's been a pretty quiet day for all of the travelers today. I assume they all slept quite a bit...I know I sure did. I told the kids the hardest day for me is the day AFTER we get back home. It's always too quiet in my house. No morning wake-up knocks...I'm sure they didn't miss that too much this morning. No watered-down orange juice, croissants, meats & cheeses for breakfast. No crazies in the street offering us crap...or drugs. No more Fran-isms. No bus rides. No lugging luggage up the stairs. The routine we have known for 2 weeks is no more. It does take some time to adjust as that's all we've known for a while. The kids will laugh when they hear certain songs/expressions as memories will flood them. It was such an amazing time. Parents - you have some great kids (but I'm sure you already knew that)!
I rarely buy souvenirs from my trips...except for soccer jerseys for my nieces & nephews. My best souvenir of all is my travel journal. On the loooooong trip home, I have the kids write in it & tell me their thoughts on the trip, etc... I always wait to read it until after I'm home.
Just finished it...my cup runneth over. Lloro. Lágrimas.
Best souvenir ever.
Thanks for the fun & the great memories kids!! You're the bestest!! I am blessed.
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