We had still a wonderful day in Santa Cruz. It was sunny there and a lot of people were on the beach, relaxing, walking around or playing beach volley ball.
It was Sunday, yep.
Now it's still Sunday, Sunday evening. Almost 11 hours we sat in the plane. This belongs to travelling even though this belongs more to the exhausting part of it. After 8 hours my legs hurt and I was glad when we finally arrived in Munich. E had organized a taxi, how wonderful.
I'm unpacking my clothes. Slowly. I think of a hot bath before going to bed.
It's fresh here, this was expected.
Yeah, it't good to be back. Life must go on.