After a long, leisurely breakfast, we returned to the room to pack for flying home. Our shuttle driver picked us up slightly before 11 AM, and we arrived at the airport in plenty of time to go through security and find our gate. The plane departed on time, at full capacity. I shared a row of three seats with two other big ol’ boys, and we were shoulder to shoulder the 4+ hours from San Jose to Atlanta. It was such a relief to be on the ground and have some space! After going through customs, and then US security, we caught a transporter to the correct concourse, and walked to the gate where we waited for several hours to catch a midnight plane to Little Rock. After arriving in Little Rock, the car was retrieved from long-term parking, and the hour long drive to Hot Springs Village followed. Needless to say, Wednesday was a bit of a down day, though clothes were washed, and photo equipment unloaded.