Yeah, so I’ve explained our month in China. I haven’t really gotten to talk much on Hong Kong, but essentially it started to feel like the States. Just a lot of last nights out together, debriefing with AIM leadership, feeling less and less like I know where the heck we’re going to end up in life. I thought I had the answers until debrief.
But then Hong Kong ended November 19th. We got on a plane for LA, said our final quick goodbyes at the luggage carousel and through customs, and got to the American Airlines terminal. I couldn’t believe how much Spanish I heard and understood! And I couldn’t believe how less efficient LAX was than the international airports we’d travelled through. But it was amusing to listen to the swearing rants of the couple behind us in all of the zillion lines we traversed to get to our gate.
Our first steps into Boston, seeing family.
Our flight ended up leaving at about 11:30 pm on November 19th, and arrived the next morning in Boston’s Logan airport. From the air we saw the familiar sites as we flew over Boston Harbor and Quincy’s shore. It got more and more exciting as we neared the ground. We had no clue was was awaiting us in the terminal. So, we taxied to our gate (first we had to wait because they didn’t have one of those walkways into the gate waiting for us), got off the plane to a cool gust of fall/ winter air, travelled toward the baggage claim, and then got bombarded.My parents, Scott’s dad, My brother Jeb, his wife Joy, and their sons Zack & Jake, my other brother Steve, his wife Michelle, and baby girl Sydney (who travelled from California for Thanksgiving), and Scott’s brother-in-law Bernie met us right outside the terminal.
Zack, Jake, Sydney & Mom Anderson, waiting for us to show up
And then the tears and hugs came, at least on my part. I couldn’t believe how emotional I was. the moment I saw them all I immediatly started crying. Once we finished hugging, Joy and Michelle bought some Dunkin’ Donuts coffee and donuts for us, and we made our way to get our checked bags.
Over the next few days we celebrated Thanksgiving with both Scott’s family and mine, got our family photos professionally taken (as this was the first year in about 8 years that we’d all been together for Thanksgiving), and went to Kennebunkport, Maine with my brother Steve’s family to have a little down time. Needless to say, it was quite a whirlwind.
Family photo day: my sister Heather, her husband Mike, and Lindsey (right), Megan (left), and Hannah (middle)
My brother Jeb, his wife Joy, and Zack (left) & Jake (right)
The Anderson kids; Jeb, me, Heather, & Steve
My brother Steve, his wife Michelle, & daughter Sydney
Yay Boston. I missed you!
Today is December 16th. Almost a month later. The sentences get shorter because there’s less going on in them. But more time to think. When I finally formulate a thought I’ll let you know. But the Pats are on. It’s snowing out. Sequoia’s sleeping…. What a nice rest.
