The alarm went off at 4:20 am. Yes, we got 2 hours of sleep! Bear's flight left Long Beach at 7:10 am and he wanted to be there by 6. So we hustled in the morning, taking showers, getting dressed, and getting out the door in a little over an hour to get on our way.
The drive was uneventful and we soon arrived at the airport. We got parked and got Bear checked in with his luggage. We found a bench to sit on to talk. I think we talked about inconsequential things to cover the fact that I didn't want him to leave and he didn't want to leave. I explained where he would be going to get through Security...and I mentioned that the line was getting long. Of course he panicked, being a bit nervous, which was fine.
We hugged and mumbled our thanks and appreciation and regret for having the long weekend end. He went to get in line and I left the airport, not being able to stay to watch his plane take off.
At 8:58 a.m. I received a text from Bear announcing that he arrived in SF safe and sound.
Later, I posted on Facebook: It wasn't easy saying goodbye to Bear this morning.
Bear commented: Aw, it was hard for me too, behr! But we were good! We kept our composure and barely cried at the airport! HUGS!
And thus ended the Bear's first visit to Los Angeles. Quite the success I would say. I'm looking forward to his next visit
So....who wants to visit next?