Home sweet home, what a wonderful trip this has been, but it's also so good to tuck into one's own bed. It's a good life when travel is fun and returning home feels good too.

Our poor bags. We've no idea when we'll see them again. It was a deja vu (or would it be deja NOT vu?) when the belt stopped and our stuff didn't arrive. Oh well. We ended up getting home about eight hours later than we expected. Today, instead of being afloat in a sea of laundry we'll kick back, have a second cup of coffee, and bask in the glow of a wonderful two weeks with new and old friends. Thanks to you all.