So I just woke up after crashing a bit in Monroeville at my parents house. Fay was rocking the trailers just like Eduardo had tried to so that combined with the anticipation of coming home didn't lead to much sleep. Our flight left Biloxi at 6:30 this morning and we only had a 30min layover in Memphis so once again I was unable to go visit Wolf River Harbor and acknowledge the loss of a great songwriter/performer 11 years ago. Forget about Elvis.
Elizabeth met us at the airport and it felt a bit odd driving through the city on the way to Monroeville. It's only been about a month and a half but I felt like a tourist. I'm excited to catch up with everyone and am trying to plan things out properly to achieve the maximum amount of visitage in the time allotted.
Plenty of pictures to be posted soon I'm sure.