Homeward Bound

Finally headed back home today. Not just to the United States, but to Bountiful, Utah.  In true Smith fashion, we didn't do a direct flight from Raleigh to SLC, but stopped in Arizona to catch a connecting flight to Zion.  I finally heard Preston admit that he is totally sick of flying and doesn't want to get into another plane for at least 10 years.  We'll see how long he sings that tune:~) I for one, hope to never fly with this much luggage ever again, and must give 17 points to Ryan for being the writer, director and producer of not only the travel agenda, but of the whole Scotland affair.  I could have never managed this year without his organization, vision and passionate kisses. We are SOOOO glad to be home!

Saying goodbye to our NC family at the Raleigh airport.  We are taking a niece, Jordan, with us back to SLC and in a week she heads off to BYU.

We like spending our time with our NC family, but the NC mosquitos loved spending time with us.  During the Phoenix layover, I found some anti-itch cream and slathered it all over our itchy crew.

Salt Lake International airport!  OUr dear friends Amy Engar and Amy Hunter picked us up, both with their minivans.  It was a lovely reunion!  The chauffeured is back to our home, and even had ready a tasty dinner of fish tacos, watermelon, and chips and salsa, and ding dong cake.  Even more surprising was that several neighbors and ward friends had chipped in to stock our pantry and fridge, just to get us through these next few days of chaos whilst we try to buy a car, get phones, etc. What a surprise! I love surprises! Loads of neighbors also showed up to welcome us back and to help us unload our shizzazz from our garage. 

A very well crafted and attractive welcome sign, 3' X 7'.  I will keep it up for at least a month.

Let the unpacking madness begin... tomorrow.

**** This post is for Wednesday, August 21st, 2013****