Vacation is over

Well I got back from the great island of Kauai, and now it is back to the daily grind - waking up at noon, going to the beach, and then playing poker. Life is rough. You know that feeling you get at the end of vacation where you just can't stand the thought of going home.

You know . . . when you get home and look at the ocean view and remember how you use to fall asleep to the ocean's waves hitting the shore. Or when you go hiking, see people on the trail, and remember when you only saw one other person on the trail all day. Or when you are drinking Natty Light, remembering the good old Firerock. Or when you go to the local sushi shop, and remember eating at the best sushi shops in Hawaii. Or when you look at the ocean, and you don't get to see whales breeching. Or when you walk to the beach, and don't get to see a sleeping monk seal on the way. Or when you watch the fireworks every friday night and remember the new years eve show that lasted 4 times as long.

Yeah life is tough on Oahu. But vacation has to end sometime.