Home...safe, sound and tired!

Hi Mom,

Just a note to say that I'm back! We got in at midnight lastnight - which was really like 2:30am on Costa Rica time.

Thank God for that guy who drives the cart that hollers out "CART" as he's trying to make his way through the crowds! There were no crowds when we got to Houston b/c after over an HOUR in custom's due to long line up's, we got on the train and raced to our gate...and as we got to the "c" terminal and were running down the hall, with not a soul in sight, the cart passed us and then turned around to pick us up...We had over 2 hours to make the connection in Houston...but it was barely enough! With custom's and picking up our bags, and getting across the airport on the train...we used up about 1 hour and 59 minutes! They were calling 'last call' and we were the very last two people to get on the flight.

Whew!

(Not our fault...there was no dilly-dallying! Well, except for the customs workers....they were so slow it was crazy!)

I got home, looked around and it appears that Gwen has been doing her magic! She and Karla have been painting the upstairs! Oh My GOD!!! It's gorgeous! Photos to come later this week!

Thankg God for sisters!
...and kart drivers!
And you, Mom!
I'll call you today when I'm en route to work in Penticton!
love Crystal
PS: Living intentionally today...lessons from my mother..."Remain calm in the 1 hour line up in Custom's and find something posiitve to think about." :)