Sunday, Paris to Atlanta

Waking up at the crack of dawn (6:30am) to catch the 7am shuttle back to the airport was ok, made it to the airport and through the international flight area ok, everything was ok except me having to eat pastry for breakfast. Damn it I wanted some out of country McDonalds but like all airports you had to get that before you went through security or you were stuck with whatever was in the area and to me that is WRONG!!!
9hrs and 45mins or less later we are back in Atlanta and it feels good. The flight wasn't so bad. I saw some good movies with one or two being something I already saw but were still goodies. The flight back was like the flight there, a good one. We both made it through passport check, customs and immigration ok. We almost had a meltdown between each other about getting a cab or some damn thing to bring us back home but as usual we didn't and all was fine. A guy saw us who ran a towncar/limo service and got us home.
The pooch almost had a breakdown with joy when she saw us. Poor thing pee'd on the boarding place's floor twice because of excitement. She didn't know how to act when I was unpacking either. Poor Ellie thought I was packing to leave and bringing me her ball but when she realized I was unpacking she went back to lazying around, lol.