Old and tired forever
There used to be a time when I would return from an epic trip across the country with friends and write out every single detail of the experience. It’s now been 36 hours since I got back from The Bash and I’m still too old and tired to properly explain what happen. And even if I could explain it, I’m not sure I would. It’s one of those things that’s simply cool as a self-contained experience and described as “fun.”
Finally, I managed to have as many good conversations as belly laughs. It’s great so be a part of such of diverse group of people. Now, it’s good to be back home with my family and getting back to real life for a while.
The title of this post explains the now-necessary recovery time from such a weekend. If I manage to make it to Las Vegas in December, I suspect I’ll be fully recovered by then. In the meantime, thanks to Al for a great weekend.