Sometimes you just have to sleep in. It’s a great way to recharge after a long week. The comfort of your bed, the silence surrounding you, the knowledge that there is nothing pressing needing your attention. The only time I don’t sleep in, even when I fully am able, is in a hotel room.
There is so much to do and see in a town that isn’t your own. My excitement and energy gets me up early. For some reason, I also have a great night’s sleep when in a strange place. Even if I don’t have anything planned until the afternoon, I’ll wake up early and lounge around in our room. Then it’s a mad rush to get out the door.
I can’t wait until a trip is over, hit my own bed, and pass out. I’ll wake up at the crack of noon. Until that time, I’ll be an early riser.