So - we were frantically rushed the afternoon we left. It was choas. Now looking back, I grossly underestimated how much we had and how long it would take to pack it. However, we made it and the Dude is now a San Diegan (along with his Dad too).
Here he is at the airport in his seat, waiting for our plane to arrive; and us to board. Our plane was delayed because of the poor weather. We had to stop in Phoenix to refuel because of the strong winds (it was a nonstop), and we didn't get in until well after mid-night. What a long trip, but at least we are now HOME.
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