And the evening and the morning were the second day...
We made it! We survived not only our trip back to the land of the free and the home of the brave, but also the world's longest Saturday . We left the house there in Fuchu, Tokyo at noon on Saturday. We walked, caught a bus, took a train, caught another bus, then boarded a plane at 7pm, on Saturday. So we flew for 10-12 hours to Los Angeles, arriving at noon (get this) on Saturday. Wait... This was an episode of Scooby Doo! Pastor Mike Ashcraft and his wife picked us up and took us to In-N-Out Burger (yes, out of all of the possibilities, that's what we picked. Funny what you miss...). They showed us around Santa Monica, we went by their house a couple of times, had some excellent coffee, we saw their school, they took us to Santa Monica pier (leave to to a missionary to know how to really show missionaries a great time!), ALL this, and it's still Saturday ... So they drop us off at LAX and we make it to our gate with time to spare. Tick tock, time to board, but there...