The last hours in Copenhagen were spent walking from one end of the downtown corridor to the other. The day was rainy and cool and I wore a fleece jacket. My favorite climate. Little did I know I would soon be returning to sweltering 90 degree weather in the great Northwest. On the flight home from Copenhagen to Atlanta, I met a US Marine officer who was returning from Iraq to go on vacation in his home state of Tennessee with his wife and 4 children. While the rest of us passengers looked crumpled, rumpled and tired after the almost 10 hour flight, he seemed fresh, crisp, fit and as put together as could be. I was quite in awe of this condition of appearance. Needless to say, I made sure I didn't stand too close to him disembarking the flight or going through customs as the comparison would have been sad indeed. Rumpled as I was, it was marvelous to be met at the airport by Rob and Whimsy. My brother in law Matt travels extensively on business and I share his response when people ask him his favorite place to go - my favorite place to go is "home."
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