It was a long flight, but direct, which was nice. Matteo and Luca slept a good part of it, so when we landed at 11pm local time, they were only feeling like it was 8pm. One of the funny things about the flight was on the decent into Ft. Lauderdale, Luca was over it and screaming 'OUT, GET OUT!', so I leaned over and tried to find something to calm him down, and when I did, he just gripped his seat and yelled 'GET. ME. OUT!' It gave a bunch of people a good laugh, but thankfully he calmed down a bit too as we landed.
They were happy campers dancing around the airport at almost midnight.
We found a 24 hour McDonald's on the way back to Melbourne, and made it home right around 3am. Yotee was dropped off the day before and waiting for us on the porch. He was VERY excited to see all of us. The kids slept until about 10am on Father's Day, and enjoyed a somewhat lazy day playing with the dog.
For Father's Day they really wanted me wash the van with them :-/ So I obliged, it needed it, and then we went to church Sunday evening.
It was such a great trip for our family. Cristina got trained in running a successful business, and I got to spend quality time with the kids exploring a new city.