Sunday, July 29, 2018
Back Home Again
Well, we're back home in London, where we returned to rain (yay!) and a rather beaten-down garden. We seem to have had some windstorms that left the top-heavy zinnias standing on their heads and knocked around some other plants, too. I can tell already that tomorrow we'll be out there staking things up!
The trip home went smoothly enough, but it was LONG. (I feel like I say that every time I fly, but in this case, it's true!) We left our hotel in Nha Trang at 6 p.m. (12 p.m. London time) yesterday and got to our flat at 9:45 this morning. So that's just about 22 hours of traveling.
The hardest part was getting through immigration at Heathrow. There must have been multiple large flights coming in from Asia because it was packed. We stood in line for about an hour.
Somebody asked whether I kept that mask I found on the beach in Nha Trang. The answer is, yes. I propped it up on a windowsill with our Zimbabwean bead creatures for now. Not sure I'll leave it there. It's a little creepy, isn't it?!
Olga, meanwhile, is spending her last evening in her luxury pet hotel, which is a good thing. I pulled up this picture a few days ago and it looked like she'd literally been knocking her head against the door:
We're looking forward to getting her back tomorrow!