Sixty-one and a Hundred

Yesterday marked the passage of the 61st day since we returned from the trip... exactly the same amount of time that we were gone. Since our return, as with the trip, we have had hardly a day go by that there wasn't something on the schedule. Although it is beginning to seem like such a long time ago that we were making our way around the planet, it also seems like the past two months have virtually flown by. 

It must have something to do with always having something to do.

Back in June, we put together some of the things we had bought along the way and mailed a package to ourselves from Bangkok. At the time, and based primarily on the cost, we opted for surface mail and were told to expect it to take about six weeks to arrive. Fine by us... we weren't going to get home for about that much time anyway. Well... after twice that time had passed and it still hadn't arrived, I sent an inquiry to Thailand Post. After some more time passed, we got a letter from the US Postal Service inquiring about our inquiry. Our travel agent was kind enough to also make a separate inquiry on our behalf. It all must have been effective because today... 100 days to the day after it was mailed... the package arrived.

Now that seemed to take forever.