Uneventful Plane Ride

The travel gods were good to me today and we had a very non-eventful plane ride with LM. (Well, there one was one more poop incident - but after my train ride I delegated all en route diaper changes to D.) Two people actually thanked me afterward for "such a good baby." Maybe some of them were on the plane ride with us there and had traumatic memories of the screaming baby on that plane.

It feels good to be home - there are little tiny green shoots on the evergreen trees, the fruit trees are blossoming. Spring was just around the corner when I left and now it is finally here. Oh, and it's so nice to be back to the food here. I remember when I moved here, one of the "cultural differences" I noticed was a rather neurotic preoccupation with food. I think I am now one of those neurotic foodies. And that feels okay.

I have more to write, but I am so tired, and more importantly, so is LM.