Our final meal? Bar food and lots of it!!
By the last day of our vacation, we could feel it. It was time to go home. You know that feeling you get? The one that says, "Well, we've had our fun, but I want my familiar back."
Yeah, that one. So it was time to head out! But not before picking up a "tankard" of coffee. The little guy loved that word and probably said it for the first half hour of the drive! The seven hour drive...
And then the ride began. Mile after mile, hour after hour, of this:
You know...There really is no place like home. Especially after a drive like that!!