This was my last day. I kept the cameras packed up for the trip home. After breakfast, we left for the airport, some 100 miles away. After wandering around for a bit, my grandparents and I finally parted ways.
The flight home sucked. Nothing horrible happened, but it was tedious and annoying. My flight out got delayed twice, and then a third time when we were already taxing out from the gate. After waiting on the plane for an hour, we finally left. My second flight also got delayed twice, from 17:45 CDT to 22:50. And then, we didn’t take off until 23:30 because the stupid catering took 30 minutes to load the stupid airplane food.
Anyway, after 5 hours in the air, I finally landed, cabbed it home, and crashed. It was about 01:30 AKDT.
And that, as they say, is that.