Returning home

And here we are - loaded up with our packs and then on a plane headed for the states. Friday the 13th, flying out of gate 13. Good thing we’re not superstitious.

Amidst all the hubub and chaos we keep hearing, we came home to a lot of nothing. When landing in Seattle, no one asked where we came from. No one checked our temperature or reminded us to self-quarantine. We just quietly walked back onto US soil like Coronavirus wasn't a thing. But we did get home safely, so all is well that ends well.