It sucks to be sick. It sucks to be sick in a foreign country when there are lots of things to be doing. It sucks to hear that every time I go away for a long period of time, someone dies in a car crash. It sucks not to be there to hold her goddaughter’s hand at the funeral. It sucks to have to hear about the funeral over an e-mail. It sucks to have a cell phone that only half works. It sucks to think that the baby may not completely recognize me when I get back because she won’t have seen me for six weeks. Sometimes vacation sucks. This is why I prefer to be a homebody.