Coming Home

I boarded the plane at 5:29 P.M. after going to say good-bye to my aunt, uncle, and cousins. They were very generous people and I was glad to be related to them even though they live so far away. The plane was very crowded because all the tourists from Toronto were going home as well. I slept most of the way home with the help of some Advil, but I had to change planes in Frankfurt and Toronto, so I had quick stops in between naps to grab something to eat and maybe grab a cup of coffee to stay up for a little while longer. The plane was a little less crowded on the plane going from Toronto to Saskatoon and I could stretch out a bit more which helped me to relax. I then dozed off and finally woke up when the plane started to land. I finally got out of the plane and waited for my bags. They came along the baggage conveyer and I picked them up and started walking out. I spotted my brother by the entrance and greeted him. We got in to his car and started talking about my trip and how I had dinner with the family in Germany. He couldn't wait to hear some of the stories I had and I would be able to tell him all of them because I slept so much on the plane that I couldn't possibly sleep anymore. We got back to his house and I started unpacking my bag along with all my souvenirs. I brought back a lot of things for my brother like japanese masks, a traditional japanese robe, and a lot of postcards with amazing scenary on them. We went and got some food that I'm used to and chowed down. The food was good because trying new things can get really old fast. We talked about where the next trip would be and he said he would like to join me. We then stayed up all night and talked about my trip and I couldn't wait for my next trip.