Jetlag musings: I have been away for two weeks visiting my mom and family on Aruba. I have been living in the Netherlands for 26 years now and it gets harder every time to say goodbye. People get older and frailer, you know, life. Aunts were staying at a hotel, got to enjoy home cooked meals and beach/pool day for one whole week. Haven't done that since I moved here. Finally visited the Donkey Sanctuary and petted donkeys. Brought some carrots for them but there were too many donkeys. We found out my moms old Rav4 with no 4x4 can go off roading albeit at like 5km an hour and with a flat tire afterwards. At least we got out of the rough area back to civilization. I absolutely did not miss the smell of cigarettes. Boy oh, I have been back less than 15 hours, the moment I stepped outside it was smokers everywhere. The Netherlands is the only place I lived or have been too that has smokers every ten steps. Even now, 2:30am neighbor is smoking, I can smell it through the window ventilation roster.