So after 11 days, 8 flight segments, 38 hours travelling, 4 luggage searches and 6 gate searches, I’m finally home. Actually, I got home late last night after yet another delayed flight. Wynne certainly was a sight for sore eyes when I saw her at the airport. I really missed home, and every aspect of it. Sure, I had a ton of fun the last two weeks but I missed sleeping in my bed.

It’s nice to be home…