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We are home and getting back into the groove of work, laundry, and not hearing French. Both of our flights were, amazingly, on time. We had to go through customs in Montreal before leaving, so that made arriving in the States that much easier. We had a not-so-bad layover in LaGuardia, although we had to leave the secure area and go back through security. This would not have been that much of a pain, since we (for some reason) had TSA pre-check, but I beeped when I went through the thingy and had to take off my boots anyway. The TSA chick said that I must have steel shanks in those boots. News to me. Dan got a special search (they checked his hands for something... food, maybe?) and he passed. He must look suspicious, because his backpack was checked when we left Memphis. I live and travel with a dangerous man.

We arrived in Memphis just ahead of a line of nasty thunderstorms. We could see the lightening from the plane. Beautiful and awesome and scary. If our plane had not been 30 minutes early, we would have been circling the airport for who knows how long. As it was, the wind made the descent a little shakier than was comfy, but the pilot - or co-pilot (who knows?) stuck the landing. I give them each a 10.

Here's a shot of the radar when we were coming in for the landing:

(Thanks, Andrew Allred, for the image. I stole this from your FB page.)

And now, it's time to plan the next adventure! :)