Quite an emotional day.
We packed our bags, put final touches to wrap things up and we took a one way airplane trip to LA. This officially marked the end of an era for us.
Our dear friends - the Shavers - took us to the airport. I preferred to think we were going out on our frequent grubbin runs than think it was our goodbye.
Wife's feet didn't fair so well as they were a hot link sausage mess. The got pretty swollen. Luckily, nothing a good ole hubby rub couldn't fix.
Our Maltese Siete also came with since our other two came home on my I famous solo roadtrip.
Baby G was restless most of the trip. But behaved like a champ. With this offici move, the period of firsts begins. But don't worry, rest assured I will loop you in!