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So I went on vacation and it was fantastic. (Anxiety notwithstanding.) Photos are here!
It wasn't as cold as everyone made it out to be, or maybe I'm just used to northern winters. But I packed a bunched a sweaters and didn't wear any of them. T-shirts under a winter coat worked fine. I had a miserable cold the entire time, and the lack of sleep/proper eating/fluids didn't help the matter, so I'm still battling the tail end of this cold. But it was totally worth it. Vacation is great.
Two weeks is the perfect amount of time to be away from work. Just long enough to feel like a proper vacation, but long enough that you look forward to returning to the routine. It also helps that a whole lot of nothing happened while I was gone. I was basically caught up by lunch time.
My sister is the best travel buddy. She knows how all this stuff works, and I... do not. But I have a whole slew of photos, including one of me kissing the Blarney Stone, and a stamp in my shiny new passport. This is what it's about, guys.
It wasn't as cold as everyone made it out to be, or maybe I'm just used to northern winters. But I packed a bunched a sweaters and didn't wear any of them. T-shirts under a winter coat worked fine. I had a miserable cold the entire time, and the lack of sleep/proper eating/fluids didn't help the matter, so I'm still battling the tail end of this cold. But it was totally worth it. Vacation is great.
Two weeks is the perfect amount of time to be away from work. Just long enough to feel like a proper vacation, but long enough that you look forward to returning to the routine. It also helps that a whole lot of nothing happened while I was gone. I was basically caught up by lunch time.
My sister is the best travel buddy. She knows how all this stuff works, and I... do not. But I have a whole slew of photos, including one of me kissing the Blarney Stone, and a stamp in my shiny new passport. This is what it's about, guys.