Day 6 marks the return flight.  We get up at 2:00am and catch a cab to the airport.  Zoom – the cab driver loves to drive fast at 2:30 in the morning, and he has a love for the blues  so he plays it very loud.  After passing a crashed bus on the way out of the city, we get to the airport, and it’s reverse visa fun.  We get in line and have a few tense minutes as papers are filled out, computers cross-referenced, stared-downs happen, and the usual questions designed to figure out if we’re hiding anything.  After a few minutes each, we get through security (sigh of relief) and hit the lounge.  The airport is, still, quite small – only one real gate that you walk out onto a bus across the tarmac then board our plane.  Three hours to Frankfurt and we camp out in the VIP lounge.  We then pull 10 hours nearly over the pole to Seattle and another 30 minutes down to Portland and I’m home again.  Nice to be home again – and see how well one adjusts back 12 hours. 🙂