The one shared blanket and the iron ribbed, bony embrace of the old dormitory bed
I didn't sleep very well when we were away.
I won't even mention the door stopper I tripped over several times or the black eye I got from the mounted wall shelf I walked into in the middle of the night...
Four different beds last week.
In the past month we've passed through or visited twenty-two cities, driven more than three thousand kilometers around three Canadian provinces and one American state, and flown the same distance twice.
I'm glad we're home and don't anticipate any travel again for a while.
At least I didn't miss the arrival of spring while I was gone. (she said sardonically)