Our hell ends every weekend

Home again.

Oh, vacation. I miss you.

Ty took this on the plane to Montreal a few weeks ago; we didn't manage to get seats together because we booked on a seat sale and didn't have a choice, but luckily we were behind/in front of each other.

We spent the whole flight reaching back/forward bothering the other one and making excited faces.

He happened to catch me looking up from my book; I like this picture a lot.

I don't even know where to start or what to say, how to describe everything. I'm exhausted from being on my feet and adventuring every day since we left and the plane ride tuckered me out.

I'm going to make a cup of tea and catch up on some Internets, but I'll update this ish shortly. I need some downtime, for sure.

Missed you all.