End of journey always brings sadness to me

Well, The Amazing Ms. D and I have come to the end of our time in Puerto Rico. We had a great time here. We spent a lot of time with family and explored the San Juan area more than we had in our recent trips. 

But the end of a trip always brings sadness to me. Yes I am happy to be heading home. However the end of a trip brings thoughts of all of the things that i didn't get to do. I start questioning my choices. 

Should I have gone to the Museum of Contemporary Art, instead of the Museo del las Americas? Should we have gone to Ponce? 

At the same time I am mourning the end of an adventure. I love traveling. I love finding someplace new. Seeing something I haven't seen before. Heading home means the journey is over. It changes me from traveler to homebody. From explorer to native.

Anyway, tomorrow it's back to NYC.

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