Day 19- Back to Glasgow

We spent our last day in Northern Ireland packing up and reading and buying as much chocolate as possible with our last few pounds! Jacqueline and John picked us up in the afternoon and took us to the airport. We found Tommy, who had just flown in, and spent a few minutes chatting with him and then we had to quickly get to our gate. That proved to be a nearly impossible task! This was the only time that we had any trouble at any of the airports and it was actually Karen who got held up at security! They held her carry on and then kept ignoring it as we waited, growing more and more impatient and nervous. Finally, they began unpacking the ENTIRE thing! Which she had spent so much time packing carefully so that everything fit since we had to be super careful about the weight of our checked bag (which just made it after we took some stuff out at the last minute!) We began to panic and once they determined that she wasn't carrying explosives onto the plane, we frantically shoved everything back into her bag and layered on every item of clothing that we possibly could since we were only allowed one carry on. They were very serious about this. Sweating and panting and shaking we made it into line and onto the plane without much time to spare.

We arrived in Glasgow and found Gillian and Beth waiting for us. What a sight for sore eyes! They drove us back to her mom's house and we spent some time hanging out with Marion, Jim and Lesley as well. The girls were a blast to talk to and play with. We knew that we had a tiny bit of time to re-pack everything and get some sleep before our early trip back to the airport the next morning. Gill desperately tried to get the girls to sleep but that was not happening- they were way too excited to have us there! Eventually we did sleep, but before we knew it we were up and off to the airport once more. Our brief visit was bittersweet- we only touched the surface of reconnecting but I'm so thankful for every minute I was able to spend with that sweet family.