Back home again

 Garry landed safely back in Winnipeg after about 36 hours after he woke up Saturday morning. The other guys had an early flight, so they were up around 4:30 am, then he went to breakfast with Cezary, who was in Warsaw for meetings. 

He went to the airport early to retrieve his carry-on that had been waiting for him (he had checked it and it did not get on his plane from Warsaw to Toronto, it didn't arrive until he was already on the train and they don't send them into Ukraine.) He then checked it again.

He had to pick up his carry-on and big bag in Toronto while going through customs, and put them on a belt to somewhere. Apparently in the next five hours they did not get on the plane to Winnipeg, because he landed about 12:15, we left the airport about 1 am, after he didn't see his bags, and filed a report. (They were delivered to the house Monday afternoon.) I saw a rabbit while I was waiting.

So we made it home just before 3 am, and went to bed. We did not make it to church in the morning, Garry slept until 11:30. He's doing okay with jetlag. It's not quite as warm as it was in Ukraine. The apricot trees were blooming when he left the village, and the storks had babies in their nest at the farm. The last spring before the war was the first year the storks made a nest on the water tower, but they didn't have babies that year.