Travelling for nearly 24 hours with a family of four was brutal. Nothing was particularly difficult (except the delay getting out of Toronto) but in the aggregate all the different things add up.
In the moment, when you are 12 hours into your journey and all you want to do is have a meal, shower and sleep you say things like, ‘I don’t ever want to do this again’. But once the dust has settled and you’ve regained a little bit of your composure, you begin to reflect, ‘that wasn’t sooo bad, right?’