Yes.
We are back in "our" country.
Land of the Free, Home of the Brave.
When we hit the frontlines of the US of A the official person leaned in the window and asked us to, "please state your nationality and country of origin."
"That one," we said and pointed across the border.
"Travel safe," he replied and waved us through.
No names were given, no ID's checked, no passports pulled out.
Nada.
And all the while our car packed full to the brim with who-knows-what.
But no questions.
Except the real question:
Was it because Chris has blue eyes and blond hair, or because of my low-cut shirt?
Maybe a combination of the two?
Who Knows?
But we're Back.