The ride home was fine, warmed up the further east we went, and I mostly didn't notice because I had my music turned up full blast and was singing at the top of my lungs (I'm absolutely no good at all, but when I'm the only one that has to hear me, I really let loose...) most of the way. We got home and warmed up in the jacuzzi tub, and had a nap, then went out for sushi, and all was right with the world.
It's like I've said before. Scott and I, we've gotten into some bizarre situations and had our share of travel mishaps and generally curious circumstances. But there's absolutely nobody else in the world I can imagine sharing all these crazy misadventures with. We always find something to laugh about, even when it's just our own dumbassitude, and we always have a story to tell.