Wow – a week since we got home.
Feels like no time. And it feels like forever.
On our last night in China we walked out for dinner with some sweet friends we made on this trip. Sweet enough to agree to numerous efforts at a family photo of us on a busy street in Guangzhou, when we all should have been packing.
We started the trip together when we met flying out of Birmingham, toured together in Beijing, and ended the trip together in Guangzhou. Over a hotpot, some meatballs, and lots and lots of laughter.
The trip home was relatively uneventful. As uneventful as 34 hours of travel with a 19-month old can be.
Clementine was a superstar – eating, drinking and sleeping her way home. She fussed at not being able to lay flat out as she is accustomed, but she managed to get in about 8 hours on the 12 hour international flight.
We hit the ground in Birmingham at 9:30 PM, completely exhausted. And blissfully happy.
We had quite a welcoming committee waiting for us at home. We stayed up until 1 AM, despite our fatigue, just sharing stories, catching up.
The next day was Thanksgiving. And with so much to be thankful for, it was perfect.
So. Good. Every bit of it.
It was even better to all be under the same roof with our loved ones.
But now we have forever.