Most happy now. Took two attempts to pick the Prouts up as after waiting at the airport for them we discovered that they had missed their connection in Toronto. Had to run back to the house so Bill could take a nap, then charged back to Hartsfield to try again. Success! Two tired farmer maids are now in my possession, or at least safe and sound and probably slumbering deeply at the hotel.
Bounced lots when I saw them and screamed “Prouts! There’s some Prouts coming!” as I spotted them across the concourse.
Bill took them into Atlanta the more scenic route and we showed them the pretty lights and Atlanta skyline, much to Nicky’s delight.
We had a couple of hours before the next visit to the arrivals lounge and so ensured that the bellies of the Prouts were full of nutritious veggie food. Next door to the hotel we discovered a little Vegetarian Southern Style restaurant. Carrot pita sandwich for Lynsey which she nibbled around the edges and then Nicky greedily finished off for her.
Left the sisters to recover and headed back down the interstate to collect the next package. My parents!! Oh yes. Had to wait around again as their flight was late getting in but eventually I spotted my Daddy ambling down the hall towards baggage reclaim. A few seconds later and Mum popped into view. I excitedly stumbled up, tripping over myself and raced over to give them huge hugs.
Hoorah! Felt like my Christmas presents had arrived.
Got back to our home well after midnight, introduced Quincy to his house guests and put the folks to bed.