Our flight from South Africa was long and eventful, and we were so glad to touch down on American soil when we finally landed in Washington, DC yesterday morning.
As we went through customs, there were signs that read "Welcome to the United States" and a monotone voice declared the same greeting over the PA system. But nothing made me feel like I was home as when we walked through the final set of doors into the terminal and I saw St. Arbucks.
My venti non-fat, extra-hot chai in a glorious red cup of happiness was worth every penny.
We settled in at the house, ate some food, and called it an early night.