The Bronzans (older & younger pair) along with the Toews carried their vacation several more days. For Petey & I we timed our trip to connect with a three-day ACSA Leadership Conference in Virginia. The limited sleep time was just as well. I was mildly comatose during our flights from Cilipi to Zagreb, from Zagreb to London, from London to Dulles. With long layovers between planes I engaged a few fellow-travelers. There are so many wonderful, amazing people in this world. One couple and son were returning to Kentucky from a holiday to their Bosnian homeland. Their immigration story of fifteen years previous was intriguing. As naturalized immigrants, they embraced the Arizona law and sided with folks who earned their way and sought to quickly remove themselves from government assistance. They raised their then 3-month old son with the Bosnian language so that when he entered kindergarten he would pick up English and maintain his bilingual skills. It worked, though the son broke their heart for 10 years when he refused to speak a “foreign” tongue.Our London layover was the longest. I pressed to venture out and see the city but a wise, experienced airport worker convinced me otherwise. Instead, we wandered Heathrow’s Terminal 2 … both floors, twice. One perfume counter maid sprayed me with Boss cologne. I smelled musky the rest of the day. We touched down in Dulles at 6:30 EST and breezed through customs … another 30-hour travel day in the books. As soon as we parked our luggage into a nicely appointed king-size resort bedroom, I had one task in mind … fill the ice bucket!
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