Yes, my friends, that is the route Bill's genetic material traveled, frozen at -150 degrees, hand carried, en route to Mumbai.
I got a little nervous when I was tracking it (yes I was tracking it, I'm a freak), wondering if it would stop in every city between California and India, only to be left for pick up by some rickshaw driver on the curb at the airport in Mumbai. But hey, I've got no complaints. It made it safely, that's all that counts. And I am going to smother Ramona, the woman that signed for this precious shipment, with hugs and kisses when I see her at Rotunda in September. We're halfway there!!!! (well, kind of).