We packed up our luggage and went to the cute Jewish French cafe for breakfast. We were entertained by an Australian pair of older women who did not realize it was a kosher cafe, "You only have imitation bacon? Is anything real on this menu?" the waiter replied in stride but clearly amused by the pair, "Everything is imitation, it's all fake, it's all only a dream!" The flight home was uneventful, but the drive home from the airport was eventful. The roads were impossibly icy, it wasn't that cold out and not that much new snow had fallen, but the roads were like glass. This combined with the fact that the Steeler game had just let the flood gates of traffic loose and we needed to make a brief side trip to pick up Greenbean, it ended up taking us 2.5 hours to get home from the airport. We love to travel and explore, but there is nothing like coming home after a trip to your own bed and familiar surroundings. Even if it's covered in snow.