5470 miles. 40 days.
We are back home. It was an amazing trip - we had a great time as a family.
I'm glad to be home, but I'm also trying to wrap my mind around this working thing. I have to make my syllabus for Emerson, learn lines for Shrew, start production meetings for Midsummer, and try to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. Again. I kind of feel that at 45 I should be coasting a little bit more than this. Ah well.
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