We are safely home on Rue Chavigneau. We arrived this morning at 4:30 after 20 hours on the road. Mark and I took 2-hour driving shifts. That wasn't too bad except for my last turn which was from 12:45 until 2:45. The boys were asleep, Mark was trying to sleep, and I was navigating my way through Montreal and umpteen work zones and closed exits and blinking arrows. I so badly wanted to be done. I really wanted my bed. And then I, with much relief, switched places with Mark after I'd pulled over to the side of the road. The next thing I knew, we were pulling into our driveway.
We all crawled into bed and slept until about 9:00. Then after a quick trip to the grocery store for a few supplies and a quick egg-toast-strawberry breakfast (and lots of coffee), we started the job of unloading and unpacking. There are still a couple of suitcases to unpack, but pretty much everything else has found its home, a couple loads of laundry have been done, the flat tire has been repaired on the van that stayed here, and there was even some time for fun with our friend, Élie. (He said, "It's been a long time since I've eaten supper with you.")
And now I'm falling sleep as I type, so I'll wrap this up. Tomorrow...our favorite parts of our Indiana summer.