Time to go home

Time to go home. Fun’s over, pack up and get out. Got up at 7 to go see off the folks leaving at 8. Lots of waves and hugs and promises to stay in touch. Then time to kill before our bus at noon. At the airport we learned that our flight to Buenos Aires had been re-routed to arrive at the domestic airport instead of the international airport, but they would arrange a bus to take us 40 minutes through town to the international terminal once we arrived. A bit inconvenient, but we had plenty of time, so no biggie. Easy flight to BA (dad got us an exit row, so it was much more comfortable than being crammed in the back.) Jamon e Queso sandwich at Ushuaia airport (on flatbread), Jamon e Queso sandwich (on a bun) on the plane. I think I’ll never eat Jamon e Queso again! Got to BA, got luggage, herded the group to wait for the bus. Took about an hour to get a bus, so some people took cabs. We got to the International airport with 2 hours till our flight. The people on the 9:30 flight were a bit more rushed. We went through security screening, check in, pay airport tax, security, immigration, then another security at the gate. There was only a half hour to spare before boarding. Fshew! Uneventful flight and now we’re about to land in Dulles where it’s colder than it was in Antarctica!!