Happy to be heading home, even though the Seattle airport is lovely

It's been six weeks since I left home. In one hour, I'll be boarding a flight for Atlanta, and an hour after landing there, the last leg to Greensboro. Then? Then I'll go to sleep in my own bed.**

Seattle's main airport is like the rest of Seattle, in that everywhere you look, you're likely to stumble upon some sort of art installation. Tile mosaics are everywhere. A little smattering of 3-D flowers top the doorway to the shuttle that brings you over to the "S5" gate where I'm awaiting my departure. Inlaid sculptural carved thingies pop out from the entrance to restrooms. It's like a final treat, as if the city is saying, "Just for good measure, we want you to have this little snippet of loveliness before you go. On top of the delicious Wi-Fi we're giving you. For Free. And not charging you for. At no cost to you. Just to make sure you don't forget us."

And I won't forget this city, either. Neither its mosaics nor its murals nor its marinas, parks, skyline, restaurants (sushi ones and otherwise,) busses, or friendly people. (Or, I'll mention once again, since it's surprisingly not offered in all the lovely airports in which one might find herself: its completely free airport Wi-Fi.) Plus, with so many friends here, (including the new ones I made on this trip!) I have even more reason to return than I might, otherwise.

But for now? Now I'm getting really excited about seeing my peeps back home. I've talked on the phone to the little guy several time lately.  My favorite quote was after I told him I was about to go to Vancouver which was in Canada. He responded, "Mimi, when you get back from Canada, will you come to a country near my house, next?" Yes my darling. Yes I will come to a country near your house. Very soon!

Just one of the many great reasons it's always great, no matter how amazing the trip, to come back home.

**Sort of. "In my own bed" is relative, when you rent awesome basement space from your friends, so you can come and go as you like. Technically my bed is in storage. But close enough. Plus, I love my cozy basement bed. That is all.