The tuna sandwich on the other side saved my life. Thickly sliced brown wholewheat, chunky mixed tuna mayo and a bit of greens. Sleeping on the plane, drifting in and out of consciousness, head drooping and lifting.
Land. No customs! Bag collections right in arrivals, and a smiling aunt and uncle to fetch us. It made it all worth while.
PS A little catch up if you've just joined: jump back to five weeks ago when the planning for this started, and when we left, just under a week ago.
[Photos from Husband's iPhone]