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Day 9 – The Return Home

Well, Day 9 was bittersweet.

It was time to return home.

We headed back to the airport which, by the way, had a fabulous book store and lots of places to eat.

I was more interested in finding Kleenex because I had picked up a cold the last couple of days on the cruise, and the snot was pouring from my nose.

Disgusting, I know, but the truth just the same.

I did quite a bit of knitting on the flight to Tennessee.  For some reason, I forgot to take pictures though.

One annoying thing on the plane…obnoxious children.

Well, it wasn’t that the children were obnoxious.  They were just being kids.  It was the parent of the children who allowed the kids to hang over the back of their seats and yell.

Grrr.

Meanwhile, a family sitting behind me had several children of their own, and they were the most well-behaved kids I’ve seen…especially given that they had already endured a drive of several hours just to get to Seattle and fly across the country.  They were adorable.

We had a short layover in Nashville.  I managed to knit a few rounds of my sock, this time taking a picture…

Soon, it was time to board our connecting flight.  The ride to Podunk, USA was short, but the views out of the window were just as gorgeous as ever…

Ok, so it was a little foggy in places.  But, when the fog cleared…oooh laaa laaa…

As we flew over the beach, we saw the shoreline, which was an amazing sight from the air.

Of course, I didn’t take a picture.  I think I was just about burned out from picture taking.

After landing, and while we were waiting for our bags, we heard Chicky’s name called out over the PA system.

Apparently, she’d left her backpack, with the Mr.’s laptop, on the plane.

Fortunately, this was Podunk, USA…a small place.

She retrieved the backpack, a little embarrassed.

Soon, the bags had been collected, and we had a joyous reunion with Dancing Girl, her father, and Guy Friend, who had come to pick us up.

It was late.

We were all tired.

Coupon Queen, Grand Pooba, and Super Sis’s family still had to drive a couple of hours to their home.

Fortunately, my family was already home.

Yay for new, bigger airports!

Pele and Aubie were so glad to see us when we got home.  Guy Friend had taken care of them and the house while we had been gone.

I had boarded Molly, poor baby.

She was incredibly happy to see me when I picked her up the next day…

Molly came home very appreciative of her family.  She’d been boarded for eleven nights…the longest ever.  I think she thought she’d been given up.  Poor thing.  We’ve been giving her a lot of extra love since we got back.

All in all, it had been a wonderful vacation.

We would have never been able to have such a wonderful adventure if it had not been for the extreme generosity of Coupon Queen and Grand Pooba, who financed the entire trip (sans the souvenirs we bought ourselves).

So, I want to extend a HUGE thank you to these wonderful in-laws of mine.  I will forever be grateful for the lifelong memories that we created during this trip.