Sadly all vacations must come to an end and we must come back to reality no matter how hard we fight it. This trip ended and we must make our way home. I hate leaving that last day. I have become “vacation man,” and I love it. “Workman,” is my alter ego and my enemy. But soon I will be telling all of my clients about our trip and suggesting to all of them where to go. In a friendly manner, that is.
I was still working when we took this trip, but happily I am retired now. It is a trade off. Time has made me older and made me stop working. We knew that that time would come. So we prepared for it along the way. We are still able to travel and meet new and wonderful people now after our working careers are over. I hope the same will happen for all of you.