Cheating.
Yeah, I kinda am. Heading west for 12.5 hours I crossed the International Dateline as well as covering the 17-hour time difference. So, after leaving at 9:50 AM on the 17th I found myself arriving at 3:10 PM on Friday the 18th.
We had my largest bag shipped to DS1's apartment, then took the bus home. We lucked out and hit a traffic jam (I can't believe I just said that) and had to detour through the city. My son was excited that I would get to see some of downtown - especially at night - on this trip. We even drove past the Imperial compound, although it was too dark to see much more than the canal.
It was such a loving thrill to see my son and daughter-in-law again and to meet my new grandson.
They didn't seem to mind at all that the baby was such a focus for me this trip.
As I recall, parents are pretty happy to step aside and let their children soak up the attention. She says hopefully.
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