Phew!

We're home! I'm not going to lie... those travels days, down and back, were killer. Yesterday was a 12 hour marathon of travel for Charley and I, and much longer for Daddio Chris, who foolishly decided to drive the whole way in a day. Not sure what time he pulled in, but I guess if he's here, he's alive!

A wonderful trip... very sad to go. It's a great world down there! Just the right balance of beauty, fun and Southern charm. It might be a couple years before we can get back, but I'll look forward to it then.

Charley had an unsettled night (a lot of "where am I?") and has spent the morning so far re-discovering his long, lost toys.

Here are a few bonus shots from the week. I imagine the pictures will be much less interesting now... no sharks and sand.