The end of a semi-long road.

Which in many ways was actually a real, physical road. I didn't fly to either of the last two shoots and both of them were so far out in the sticks that the location was a decent distance from the more populated areas(with one of them only accessible by passing through a gravel road to get there.) I generally don't feel very homesick whenever I travel but I have to admit there is a little piece of it lingering somewhere in the back of my mind. I guess I am still looking forward to my next trip no matter when it comes.