I returned to a horrible and unusual snow storm which caused my connecting flight to be cancelled. I fought for a place on the bus --people actually pushed and shoved me!-- and got home much later than originally expected. Was picked up by husband and father and taken home to freezing cold apartment to eat pizza. Why was the apartment freezing cold? Well, it was a combination of the aforementioned snow storm and the fact that the renovations guy had removed one of my exterior bathroom walls! Yep, the bathroom was torn apart, and just to add a little spice to the whole experience, so was my hall closet.
AND...(oh no, we're not finished here) AND all the stuff that had previously been in the bathroom and the hall closet was now heaped up in my dining and living rooms.
I tell ya, if there had been any flights flying that night, I would have called a taxi, returned to the airport and hightailed it back to Japan where the food is fabulous, the people are charming, and the bathrooms are not only really unusual and interesting, but not under f&%#ing construction!
Instead, I ate pizza, drank several consoling glasses of red wine, and made the mistake of opening my suitcase. As soon as my husband spotted all my special Japanese chocolate, he pounced on it. Of course I hid it all the next morning, but serious inroads had been made.
So I'm back and will be soon be posting my travelogue. I sure wish I knew how to post pictures.