We packed up the bike and sent it home via FedEx. That has to be the most expensive 2 mile bike ride ever! We stopped for lunch on the way to the airport, said our goodbyes and Dianne dropped us at the curb and was gone.
It was an uneventful flight (the best kind) and Delia and her mommy were extremely happy to see each other when we landed. It is indeed good to be home.