A couple of weeks ago, I had to make a tour of Europe for work. It's been a while since I changed jobs, and my family (and myself) have pretty much gotten used to me not traveling anymore. It was downright awkward to be in the airport again after so long.
It's been nice.
However, these things come up, and the Boy, who was a bit worried about me being alone for so long, gave me one of his Transformer toys to play with. (Not his Optimus Prime, mind you. Just a nameless figure that he sort of likes. Still. It was sweet, no?)
I sent home pictures along the way.
First: the autobot hit Germany.
A redeye flight to Paris: Autobot needs coffee.
Autobot loves Mr. Porky. Hugs and kisses.
"Hey... wait a second - you're not the same Autobot!"
"Yes I am."
"No you're not! You look completely different."
"No I don't."
"What the hell. The other one had big tall wing things. You have crazy-weird devil horns. And you're half again as big!"
"OK. Fine. You got me."
"Well this is awkward."
"You lost the other one at the hotel & bought me as a replacement, didn't you?"
"Shutup and look at the flowers, Autobot."