Our flight home was uneventful, though it was long, with a layover in Las Vegas. After being in coastal areas for so long, it was definitely different to be sitting in the airport looking through huge glass windows at the arid mountainous landscape with casinos and hotels in the foreground.
Alex has been waiting tables for awhile now, working primarily evening shifts, so Paul picked us up at the airport. It was pure delight having a chance to talk to him; though he and his family live in Ft. Lauderdale we never see each other because of time and work pressures. We’d caught Paul on a break from his flight schedule, so he had time to talk for a few hours – a rare treat for us.
Being home was really strange, as much of our furniture and all our personal belongings were in storage; it was home but it didn’t look or feel like home. Not only that, Alex had a roommate, John, now living in Chelsea’s room, so Chelsea and I were going to have to share my room.
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