It’s nice to sleep in my own bed with my lovely wife.
And our three cats, who aren’t as lovely.
It’s nice to take a hot bath.
I forgot how much I like wearing my bath robe, next time I am bringing one with me.
Why does 35 degrees in Denmark feel like 12 degrees in Colorado? Humidity, I suspect, plays a major role.
Jet-lag sucks worse on the return trip. I don’t know why.
I forgot how much I love bacon, eggs, and potatoes for breakfast.
I missed my tools, I am glad to have them back.
The washing machine is broken, cool.
I drive 100 miles a day, round trip to work and back.
Now that I am back in Colorado I miss roundabouts.
And yield signs in place of stop signs.
Walking to work was a wonderful luxury in Denmark.
I miss the way the Danes look you in the eye when talking to you.
In Denmark there were only about ten channels on TV and nothing to watch.
Now that I am back in Colorado I can go through a hundred channels and still find nothing to watch. Channel surfing is more efficient in Denmark.
Everything here in Colorado seems so new, so temporary.
I am glad to be home, but I would jump at a chance to return.