Yokohama, Japan
I'm writing from Narita Airport Terminal number 2, Starbucks. We're on our way home; and Laura is sad. I'm sad, too, but relieved that we've arrived safely here, with our mountains of luggage and that we're on time. Chad is a bit under the weather. I can't find my "Airborne;" so we bought him mysterious cold medicine at the airport pharmacy. I hope he'll feel better. We would have felt sad yesterday, af...