A few folks headed out to the airport, and the rest of us settled into our suite for the family card game - we call it Hell. With my aunt's help, I got moriven up to speed (yes, I do mean speed) on the game. I have been the family champion since I was a teen, but haven't practiced in five years or so, since our last big get together. Apparently, I still have it. The games with my aunt were pretty civilized and let moriven get a real feel for the game, but once my cousin was up and about, the pace shot up. moriven said it was like being a red belt with two dukes. Grawr. I am still the champion.
In the evening (yes, we played cards all afternoon!), my uncle took one cousin for the airport, but they got lost and my cousin missed his flight. They came back and we went to a nice brewry or dinner. We all came back to our room for more cards - Spades this time. Good fun.
Monday morning, moriven and I were up "early" at 9 am, aka our usual 6 am. We had packed leisurely and then went out to a nice breakfast and got on the road. Shortly after we got on the road for the 3 hour drive to the airport, my aunt called - they had just gotten up! LOL. They live in that time zone.
We drove the whole way to the airport listening to Blue Collar radio. We had a quick dinner and then an uneventful flight. I tried napping, which is not really something I do well while I'm driving (er, passenging?) or flying. I kept getting nudged. It was the longest cross-country flight I've ever had. A shuttle home and we were done.