Good bye, Canada, hello England.
After an extended time in a very long Customs queue, Linda and I then had to get from Terminal 2 and had to make it to Terminal 4 to meet up with family. This seemed to take forever. Just as well we were able to find a cappuccino to fortify us. We were a bit foot sore and weary by the time we hopped into a car to go to our apartment which is to be our home for the next eleven days.
My eldest son, Aaron, was waiting for an appropriate moment to bring his daughter, Anna-Clara to visit with us. At first she was very shy and only wanted to be with Daddy.