Alas, all good trips must end. We found ourselves packing the luggage one last time and returning the rental car. We took off our shoes once again for security. We boarded the jet and held hands on take off and landing and other times in between. We counted our blessings of safety: none of our flights has ever crashed, our rental car served us well during a severe winter weather advisory, and we drove over 1600 miles through four states and past three Great Lakes without mishap. Our car was still waiting for us at the hotel in Salt Lake City and the shuttle driver picked us up and dropped us off without a problem. We had the luxury of eating out (Sweet Tomatoes) on the way home since we knew there would be no fresh food there for us). We entered our receipts into our computer and balanced our accounts. We reflected verbally about the trip and looked over the maps and postcards we picked up along the way. We unpacked.
Thank you, Sweetheart, for getting me back to my roots and showing me another fabulous time. You're the best travel buddy any girl could ask for, but more than that, you're the best eternal companion for me!
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