Back from the San Diego vacation

I know, I've been a bad boy, announcing during my holidays that I'd write more about all the incredible experiences I have been allowed to make and all that, and then not writing a word for weeks.

Truth is, my holidays have been over for about two weeks now, and I haven't even been able to go through all the 500 pictures I took to sort them, to delete the bad ones, level out odd horizon lines, adjust contrast if necessary, add captions or to upload them. And on top of all that, the pertaining report that I wanted to write will probably be crippled to a few pages that'll come along with the pictures. Why that is? Because my vacation turned out a lot different than I had expected, and what started out as a report turned into a very long and intimate diary entry that I don't want to share with all y'all. Not because it would reveal utmost delicate details about me but because there are tons of things in there that don't only affect me.

But I had three very interesting weeks, indeed. Almost every day was different from all the others, if you don't include the days I spent reading at Peet's in Hillcrest. Some experiences were not exactly nice but made me think and learn a lot about myself, while others were extremely nice.

This year I actually didn't even have diarrhea and nausea after my flight back. Adapting to the German time zone took me about a week, and the first week back at work felt extremely odd as a lot of things were changing at the time, and instead of actually working I rather waded through the tasks that had piled up or remained while I was away.

So hold on tight a little more, please. I will write again as soon as I find the peace and quiet to sit down and work on my holiday report to extract the stories that are actually worth telling and that don't reveal any secrets that are not mine to decide upon.

It's very nice to be back and see fall coming. I had my share of summer now, and I welcome the tea weather very much.