My return trip started with both Joze and Zeki putting my baggage on their bikes and escorting me to the trolley stop near their house. From there I went on a trolley then a train, plane, tram, plane, BART, taxi, then car. This last portion of my trip was as awesome as any other part. My family and friends have made this a warm and wonderful homecoming for me.
San Francisco is a good airport to come home to. They had an exhibit of beautiful Tibetan Art, wow. I was VERY relieved to see my luggage in the baggage claim area and I was surprised that customs let me keep my olive oil and all the seeds I was bringing in, EVEN the carob pods and seeds!
This oil can was in a suitcase marked fragile and looks like it was beaten with a hammer. It ended up with just the tiniest leak in one
of the top seams but only a drop leaked out.
Then I was picked up for the last leg of my journey by my friend Jama. She treated me to lunch at a nice seafood restaurant in Marin and then she took me grocery shopping at whole foods, clothes and household shopping at the SA Depot in Lytton Springs! Not only did I pick up a few real star pieces of clothing for my wardrobe, I found this print of the Little Angels by Raphael and it's hanging in my living room.
My daughters finished painting the kitchen, cleaned and arranged the house nicely, filled all the vases with flowers and had homemade chicken soup waiting for me when I arrived at home in Garberville.
Sleep. Lots of water. Internet reconnected. More sleep. Jet lag has not been too bad, but I think it will take a few more days for my back to stop hurting.
Io fa la fresca pasta per la mia figlia stasera e... abbiamo mangiato alcuno di migliore olio di oliva. YUM. Felice felice.
Ringraziamento eterno.
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