We are home. The flight home yesterday was generally without incident, a pleasant surprise given the general lack of sleep thanks to a 4:00am wake up to get to the airport in San Jose. A word or two about that airport. First, the little taco stand has great burritos. Not what one would expect in an airport. Second, for being a hub of the global economy, the airport is really horrible, at least if you’re flying Nortwest. The gate was tiny, and required a walk on the tarmac (not that Sebastien didn’t appreciate the close-ups of the various planes and trucks). Apparently the city is doing major renovations, so let’s hope things are improved before our next visit. The airport in Minneapolis is horribly big. Thank goodness our flight arrived 30 minutes early, since we had to travel the length of the airport dragging children and carry-ons.

We spent the day Saturday seeing the sights. After spending some time on the beach in Santa Cruz, we drove up to Big Basin to see the redwoods.

Impressive, to say the least.

It was a good trip. It would have been nice to stay in Santa Cruz (this was both our and my employer’s intention, but hotel rooms were impossible to come by)–there would have been more to do in the evenings, and Jen and the boys would have been able to walk to the beach. And I would have ridden to work each day. Next time, I suppose.

Posted on 30 April 2007