The sadness was the realization that our uninterrupted time together as a family was coming to a close. No more days without definition. No more days that could begin at 5am for a flight or activity just as easily as they could begin at 8am if the schedule allowed. No more making it up as we go along...should we do another game drive...should we visit a village...should we hit another museum...
The overwhelming feeling of pride was our collective recognition that Roman and Mabret accomplished things on this trip that are astonishing for people of any age. They interacted seemlessly with people from backgrounds as different from theirs as night is to day. They were kind, thoughtful and humble at every turn. They did not tire of the hard work that comes with travel. They never complained about the many long days that are a prerequisite to seeing the things and places which we encountered.
Roman and Mabret, you make your Mom and Dad proud.
5:30am in London and we are ready to roll.
Welcome to JFK.
There were two things that Roman and Mabret were excited to see. Their beloved dogs...
Ella
And Zeke.
The second thing that kept them smiling on the long trip home is their friends and family. While we look forward to seeing family in the coming days and weeks, Mabret and Roman's friends live close-by and a few of them were there when the boys stepped out of the car. This sight brings to mind a favorite movie quote from Stand By Me.
"I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?"
We are not done blogging yet. Stay tuned.
Peace Out!
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