Back from Paradise
After what truly felt like weeks spent in a deeply contented stupor at the ranch, I’m back in BR, back in the office, back in the cold house with the bored dogs, back in my life. I won’t complain beyond this: it’s hard to come back.
The photos of the trip are here, but I’ll be adding them in high-res soon so you might hold off. I’ll also note when I’ve uploaded the more acceptable of the many movies we shot.
Sadly, we didn’t capture the foot pursuit of the wild pigs, but at nearly all other moments we had cameras. I’m glad, because I want to remember it; it was like being a teenager again; hanging out with the guys was great, vastly preferable to the sort of socializing I do most of the time.
