Honey, I'm home!

Eleven hours of travelling from Scandinavia. Several pages in my book, one movie, lots of sleep, thinking about those I left behind, mixed feelings, sitting next to Mr. Stoneface who didn't say a word – not even hi. When I landed at Dulles, I immediately started smiling. Hi, America!

It was a warm evening, compared to where I came from, and I felt like I came home. Again. To my current home. A random man gave me advice on how to carry my suitcase in the escalator to avoid getting hurt. Yep, there are certain things I simply love about this country.

Back in the US and it feels great. Even better knowing I have a week off for being a tourist and doing all those things I haven't done here yet. Happydays!