The way home

26th and 27th of December, Friday and Saturday, mushed together

I woke up relatively early, to make sure I got everything packed. I skyped my whole family, yes relatives too. They were having their Christmas extended family gathering at my sister's apartment. I would say, that I missed that Christmas food, but luckily, Judie saved me on the 18th! 

Larry came to pick me up at 1, with her daughter and son-in-law. By then, I was completely packed, ready to go. The luggage was 3 pounds overweight, but the nice check-in ladies let it go. However nice the very end of the trip is, I dislike flying very much. I need to learn how to teleport. 

Herb and Sun came with us to the airport, where we met Al and Dan from Rotary, who came to see me off. We sat in the lounge for an hour, just talking. I was actually pretty sad to leave. But at one point, we had to say goodbye. 

  I got on the second tiniest plane I've been on, from Rochester to Toronto. I sat next to the emergency exit. It was a quick flight. The time between the transfers was long though. The Toronto airport is one of the best I've ever been to. There are Ipads with seats and chargers everywhere. Free of charge, one can play, surf the net and relax. Pretty awesome. I've made some friends too. Three Canadian people came to my table and started talking, and I kind of joined the conversation. They were two parents, on their way to a dance competition in Vienna, and their instuctor, who's and author. We chatted for some while. Canadian, always so nice!

  The 8 hour flight from Toronto to Munich was horrible. It smelled really bad, the person in front of me stole my pillow, and after I asked and he gave it back, he revenged it by leaning his chair back. While I was sleeping on the tray. On my head. Needless to say, I didn't sleep well. I watched the end of The Giver (lousy movie, didn't like it), and Arthur Christmas (which is actually pretty good), but the rest of the movies were either not interesting, or I've seen them before.

  My flight from Munich was delayed by half an hour. Germans are very nice too, they were all kind and smiling. I sat in the emergency exit row too, alone by the window. Like a first class seat! My Dad would have loved it, he's really tall so he needs a lot of leg-space. I landed at 1 pm.

  Seeing my parents again was undiscribably joyful! It all seemed surreal, that we were in the same car. We were all so happy! 

My dog went crazy with joy, but the cat ran away when I wanted to pet it. We had some Hungarian bean soup, that my Dad made. It was so good! We exchanged some Christmas gifts too, as a late Christmas.

  I fell asleep at 3 pm, and I woke up at midnight. I think I was tired from not sleeping for 24 hours. 

  Being in my home country was weird. I've been away for so long, that I felt like a foreigner. I was very happy though, to see the things I was used to again.

  It was all just so good to be true! I want to thank every Rotarian, who helped me get here! You made my family so happy!