When we landed in Seattle we had a second round of bedlam. Boise was our final destination but because it is not an international airport and has no border security or customs processing we had to do all this in the Seattle airport between flights. We had to collect our luggage that had been checked in London so it could be re-checked by TSA, and then we had to exit the international terminal, where we had our passports checked etc. Then we had to go back through security when we entered our departing terminal for our last flight We hadn't expected to do this and we were unorganized, tired and frazzled.
Fortunately our last flight to Boise went by so quickly we hardly had time to get sleepy. We landed in Boise around 6:30pm, or 1:30am London time. Our families were there with posters and balloons and cousins we had never met and smiles and hugs and I think we all got a major adrenaline boost that felt wonderful. We sent the kids off with family while Richard and I sorted out the rental car, and we all met up at Chik-Fil-A for dinner. Eventually we made it back to my parents house where we all went straight to bed. The last few hours of that day feel like a dream when I think about them; a sleep-deprived, emotionally saturated period of time that I couldn't possibly adequately absorb.