We got back from Ecuador tonight, only to discover that Alexa - who'd been staying at our house for a few days while in between apartments - had left us an extra-special Cardboard Richard welcome-home message.
It's almost terrifying how well that robe fits him, no?
More soon when it's not 12:30am and my sleeping mechanisms aren't all confused from airplanes...
EDITED TO ADD: Okay, I promise not to foist excessive boring travel photos upon you (or, more likely, I promise to understand that when I do, no one but my parents and Rebecca will care) - but how could I go to bed without just a few teasers? They are, in the following order: the (fake) equator (we also visited the actual, honest-to-GPS equator but it doesn't have a giant wacky monument like the erroneous equator down the street does), Trini & Ray's beautiful wedding, Richard and his capuccino in Quito, and the first and last time I will ever let Richard convince me to go horseback riding. The only silver lining to that day was that now I can claim some real-world basis for my irrational hatred of horses.