How do YOU deal with the post-vacation blues after arriving in your home airport? My wife and I go directly to McDonalds, apparently, where we order McRibs and drink beer. (I ate 2 McRibs because I hadn’t eaten fast food in 2 years. This rationale made plenty of sense at the time. YOU’RE NOT BETTER THAN ME.
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Oh God, My Wife Is German. 