The Longest Two Days

It took Scott and I forty-eight hours to make it back home to Wrangell from Cuba. Of those forty-eight hours, five were spent on a curvy bus ride from Baracoa to Santiago, and the rest were comprised of six flights and the waiting in between – from Santiago to Havana to Cancun to Mexico City to Los Angeles to Seattle to Wrangell. We started with the vibrating hum of an Aero Caribbean charter flight and ended with the weather-ridden turbulence of an Alaskan Airlines flight. I’ve never had a longer journey going home.

But we're home. And, as always after a great trip, I wish I was still away.