There's nothing like an 11 hour flight in coach to make you appreciate stretching room. Top that off with a crazed, insane obstacle course through Atlanta's airport (would we expect any less?) followed by yet another 1.5 hours on a plane back to DFW and you can safely assume that Michael & I are very happy to be home. Walked in the door at about 1930 pm. Counted cats, started unpacking, started the dishwasher & laundry and now.... I'm going to fall into bed since my body insists that it really is 6:30am Moscow time (9 hours difference).... More to post as I'm able....

And I'll try to update the captions on the Russian pictures sometime this week.

Hugs & Purrs
T.