February 2009 finally arrived, and we left home with only our backpacks and 2 computer bags. Our dog Sunny was settling in to her new role as "chemo helper" for Jon's father Larry, and despite months of planning we still literally ran out of the house, disheveled and late for our flight. No matter, the plane was late coming in from London so we had plenty of time to get through security and get to the gate with the kids and all of the gear. The idea of taking only one bag for 6 months was very appealing until we actually had to pack these bags, and Jon laughed at me when I said that I had honestly expected Sam to wear his own backpack. Who knew that 4-year-olds don't wear 30 pound backpacks, anyway? So we ended up with a thankfully uneventful non-stop flight to London where we arrived, ready to pretend that it was actually morning and that we were glad to be there.
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