When I was growing up I never went on what people think of when they say 'vacation'. Siam and I traveled around a lot, but we camped and we trained, like soldiers. Every place we went to was considered a new war zone. When he died, I kept the tradition of traveling around up. And the training, too. I think I convinced myself that not taking a vacation was a way to keep his memory alive.
That's just silly. This vacation I'm on with Motoko has been wonderful so far. It's actually nice to get away from everything with someone you care about and just relax. I'm actually enjoying myself. I might even be sad when we have to come home.