Home again, home again

Basically my last night in Nice I began my journey home and it took close to 2days to actually getting home, but I made it. At 9pm I took a train to Marseille from Nice. It took 3 hours, but it was rather cozy in a reclining seat and I had a nice nap. Once in Marseille I had no way to get to the airport, which would have been a problem, except that I had one day left on my rail pass in France, so having a ticket in hand I convinced the rail workers to let me spend the night in the train station. There were 4 of us, and it was sort of like camp but with uncomfortable wooden seats as a bed. I survived though and took the earliest shuttle bus to the airport. I got there at about 6am, bought breakfast, checked in, went through security and made my way to a gate close to mine, where I curled up and slept for a couple hours. My it was comfy. As more people arrived I moved and began reading my time away beofre my 10am flight. That flight lasted an hour to Frankfurt, Germany. Where I had to change planes to go to WA DC. The Frankfurt security was quite intense, my passport was checked, and then I had to have my bag and my person go through security again. Ah the joy of a frisk search and being picked to have my sweatshirt tested. I made my flight with a few minutes to spare though, so all was good. That flight was nice and long so I dozed off and on. The next plane change was not so pleasent though. In WA DC I had to go through customs, which is normal but considering I only had a carryone bag it was terrible to have to wait through all the checked baggage as well. It took forever and I just knew I would never make my flight. Between the customs, and more security checks, I was no where near my gate when final boarding was called. So, I set off running and was literally the last person on the plane before they closed the gates. Bah, running withmy backpack. I finally made it to Seattle at 8pm Pacific time.

I ended up spending 19 hours in transit from Marseille. Yikes, plus the train trip etc.

I was so happy to go home, Mom made me eggs which I had really missed and I gave my parents their gifts and told them some of my stories.

I am really glad to be home and surprsiingly not very tired. There is so much going on in my head now that I am sure I will have further posts about my trip to come.