Hah. We're home. As always, after traveling, I'm dead tired. Why does traveling make us so tired?
Of course, there are the usual suspects... unfamiliar bed, food, and schedule. Unusual activities. Staying up late. But I am often more tired when I drive that last day home, than the entire time I spent on the road.
We travel the same route each time we go, so we're very familiar with the sites and sounds. We know which exit to take for the Perkins restaurant, which exits have Wal-Mart Supercenters, where the MacDonalds is located that has picnic tables outside, and which exits have "clean" gas station restrooms.
I noticed today that an old building was gone at one exit. At another stop, a new construction project was finished. It's interesting how much we observe just traveling the same route over and over. We've even met the same service people multiple times--enough that some ask us how the grandkids are and how the weather was in Baltimore when we left.
How about you? What stage of traveling do you find the most tiring? Have you made "travel friends" in your treks around your neck of the woods?