"What's Wrong with the Sun Here?"

Brain cancer is...

 ...Adjusting to life on land.

The trip home yesterday was smooth.  We traveled Delta's Delta One class (check it out here), which includes space pod sleeping arrangements--seats that fold flat as beds--and more amenities.  Above is our final champagne "cheers" onboard in Dublin.

In first class on the final leg of the journey, our Delta One seats were "suites" with doors that close.  Here's Darrell, demonstrating the partition between our suites:

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 Is this really necessary?  No.  Certainly not.  But such nice service definitely made the final phase of our adventure--the flights home--more fun.

We Ubered from LAX and were home by 10 pm.

This morning we slept until 6, which we think is a great start to re acclimating to Pacific Time.

Today's transition to life on land continued with Darrell's first words this morning.  He opened the bedroom curtain and said, "What's wrong with the sun here?"

Our at-sea mornings all began with lots of bright sun, and the sun didn't set until 10 pm.  Darrell judged our So Cal sun this morning as watery and wimpy.  Funny! 

We're noticing other things as we transition too.  For instance, we haven't seen a Starbucks for two weeks. (No evaluation, just an observation.)

Darrell's first diet Mountain Dew in weeks?  Nothing better!

Welcome to the weekend, Team D.  Nothing better!

PS...Apparently the birds at the park need some transition time too.

See how it looks like this Egyptian goose is about to attack our car?  In a first, it attacked our car!  Let's all just calm down.