I headed back to Texas after we completed the tour, but because Dad has a theory that jet lag isn't worth it for any trip less than two weeks, he also did a Rick Steve's tour to Estonia, Helsinki and St. Petersburg. My sister joined him for that tour, and all of our flights crossed paths at the Frankfurt airport, so I was able to "pass the baton" to Sue. I'm so glad she found me so we could see each other. But nothing was better than seeing my three guys meeting me at the airport in DFW. Thirteen days was a long time to be away from them.
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