I’m home!

I’m home!!!! I cried when the airplane landed on US soil, and then I quietly sang the National Anthem.

My first meal here consisted of soup with bacon in it and cheddar cheese melted on top, a PBJ sandwich, and a tall glass of delicious tap water. It’s funny how you take some things for granted like that.

Oh, and in accordance with Murphy’s Law, one of my bags (read: my big bag with all my important stuff) did not arrive to my final destination with me. It was too heavy to fit on the tiny puddle-hopper plane tonight, and so they’re delivering it to my house tomorrow morning.

Anyway, I’m exhausted and I’m going to sleep.