It was in the wee hours that we arose, disturbing the entire household. The time had come for us to depart San Diego and return to the Pacific Northwest. Leaving the house about 5:15 A. M. we had a short but foggy drive to Lindbergh field, where we bid a teary adieu to our daughter, son-in-law, and grandson. The crowds in the terminal were much thinner than we had encountered at PDX on Christmas Eve, but that was not unexpected.
The flight was uneventful, and we arrived in Portland about 15 minutes ahead of schedule. Jill's bag was the second one to appear on the baggage carousel. Mine was about number seven! Schlepping our luggage out to the sidewalk, we were elated to see our friend Kathy L. pull up within a minute of our arrival there. She deposited us at home, where we promptly notified Mom by phone of our arrival and got a full run-down on her Christmas. She enjoyed it.
After a bit of welcome brunch, we drove to the Countryside Pet Spa to fetch our wee beasty. She was glad to see us, and we were happy to bring her home and just rest. Tomorrow morning we will be running back to PDX to provide shuttle service for our friends Steve and Kathy D. We will retire early this evening. I just hope I can make it through the Holiday Bowl game. Go Ducks!
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