The trip home was mostly uneventful.  We had until noon to fly out of San Francisco, and were all awake early, so we had plenty of time to pack our belongings, and left for the airport to give us plenty of time.  A quick walk to the BART station, and a 40 minute ride, and we were at the airport.  I had a Vietnamese sandwich and the girls had a pepperoni pizza for lunch, and Laura snacked on guacamole.  We got three seats together in row 8, and 2 together in row 11.  I sat with the youngest, who was tired and cranky, and made it quite clear to us and all the other passengers that she wanted to sit with mom.  Luckily, the flight attendant let us switch just prior to takeoff.  Three and a half hours later, we landed in Indianapolis, where the temperature hovered around -10 Fahrenheit.  I took the shuttle over to the employee lot, and was lucky in that I didn’t have to scrape my car, though a few inches of snow had fallen while we were gone.  Within a few minutes, we had the girls in the car rolling toward the house, though all were uncomfortable from the bitter cold.

Overall, a very good trip, and we learned a few things along:

1. With all that goes on in a city, escapes from the hustle in the form of trips back to the room and playground time are much needed for them along with some sightseeing sprinkled in.
2. People in San Francisco love kids, as we had so many people waving and smiling at them and talking about them to us.
3. City trips seem less intimidating now that we’ve gotten one with all three girls under our belts.  They mostly did well with walking and with taking buses, and did great at staying right by our sides.  It will only get easier the older they get.
4. It’s really nice not having to unload, carry, check, buckle in, etc, three car seats.
5. Last but not least, San Francisco remains our favorite city in the United States, and we are happy that it’s one flight away, and one that is very often open enough for us to get on!