Transport came at high noon yesterday. “Transport” is the trip to Pegasus Airfield, where we would board our ride off the continent, an Air Force C-17. About half of us rode on old Ivan the Terra Bus, with the remainder on the new transporter (as yet, so far as I know, unnamed). The trip unfolded uneventfully, and about eight hours after we gathered at Building 140 we found ourselves in Christchurch, walking across the ramp in temperatures in the 60’s F. By the time we had cleared customs it was dark. We were back in the land of the ordinary, with extraordinary memories.