A short road story

I'm on the road again.
Again, my wife remarked. You never left home.
Ha, didn't I? Wasn't I in Toronto 88? And how about Los Angeles 94? And Detroit, Dallas, San Francisco and Walnut Creek the very same 94? And I was the one who left for Aachen 2006 or was it 2007? And was I not in Islantilla, Spain, in 2011?
Okey, okey, but after that, she said.
Hm. Well I was in Mora and Vasaloppet once and I went to Germany 2013 to buy some liquor.
A-hum. And were are you going this time, she asked.
Uppsala. And tomorrow I'm on the road again. Going back home.
She sighed and said: I never noticed you went away.