My husband is back!!!!

And he looks like this now:


A lot can change in 17 days! But the Horvath's are so glad to have husband/daddy back at home.

He is wearing his salwar kameez that he bought the first day he was in Pakistan. It is the traditional outfit that most Pakistani men and some women wear daily. The pants he is wearing would literally fit a man that weighs 100 pounds more than Steve. They are one size fits all, and they have a drawstring at the waist that you have to cinch up.

I picked him up at the airport on Saturday morning, and even though it was nighttime in Pakistan, he was able to stay up until 8pm to try to get back on schedule. But he was t-i-r-e-d. And somewhat incoherent at times.

He was detained a bit for extra questioning in customs coming back into the states in Atlanta. I can't imagine why. He has about a month's worth of beard and was wearing this hat when he got off the plane:


He brought back hats for Seth and Caleb. Seth loves his.


Caleb....not so much.

He had an amazing trip and has lots of stories to tell. Some of them I was very glad I did not hear until he was back at home.

Safe. Drinking a cup of Chai in our living room.


Like meeting Danger Face with an automatic rifle slung over his shoulder. In their hotel. They had tea with him.

Or the Pakistani man with the British accent that they met first thing when they got off the plane in Karachi. One of the first things he said to them is, "Are you guys crazy?" Also during the conversation, they told him they were going to ride a train to Multan later during their trip and he said, " You'll be lucky if you don't get drugged and robbed." Isn't that just what you would want to hear when you step foot off the plane into a foreign country?

Steve brought me back several beautiful gifts, and this shawl/scarf is one of them.

This is how covered the devout Muslim women stay when they are in public.


I am doing my best Pakistani pose. Which means I am not smiling. Steve said they would meet people, have tea with them or share a meal, laugh, tell stories, and as soon as someone would bust out a camera - everyone would stop smiling.

I had to turn this picture black and white because the colors were all crazy weird. I would have had Steve re-take it, but he is passed out cold on the floor in Caleb's room. We all were in there tonight reading a bedtime story, and Steve hardly made it through the first book.

I will post some pictures from his trip later. Ta ta for now.