I've just drawn a week of daily strips about the Otterloop's last days on vacation, and I've cannabalized some from this Sunday strip from last year. The last night on vacation is always poignant, of course, and I'm always torn between sneaking off and finding a place to stay for another week and jumping in the car and leaving at 4 a.m. so I can get home even sooner. But instead we compromise by staying till around noon and hitting a pancake house (see previous post). Except this year, this year we left the beach in an unpancaked state. So I still need vacation closure, and pancakes.
