An American in Provence

Here we are, back in Marseille again.
Quite exhausted.
Thanks to everyone for your good wishes re: my patent exam and bonne année.
will write more when I am not jet lagged.
However, I leave you with this puzzling fact of life to ponder:
Why is it, that when you are going on vacation, that every single thing that can go wrong with your trip does in fact go wrong (airplane technical problems, bad weather, missed connections, lost luggage)
but when you are returning from your vacation, it goes like clockwork?
Seriously, on our way to the US these past two times, we arrived a day later than planned, unexpected overnights, etc. But coming back to the daily grind, nada.
Our flights were on-time (left within 10 minutes of each planned departure time), no technical problems, and no lost luggage.
It's a mystery.

Now for our ritual pizza and a movie, (see if we can stay up until at least 9 pm), then tomorrow probably laundry, unpacking, and light cleaning.
Would have been so much nicer to come back to a finished, organized apartment instead of La Bordel, but maybe one day...
Bonne Année mes amis.