Day 486 On the way home

6th December 2018

I was ready to see my wife again. Funny, I never thought I would use that word again, but things change, and I changed, being married made me “belong” again.

Damian took me to the airport again, but this time it wasn’t an early start, a little more sensible time.

Terminal three was buzzing, the silver Christmas trees were the most un-Christmassy, looking more like silver cones, or Madonna’s bra.

There was a poster announcing “Our Master chef’s Christmas special” which looked like a sausage sandwich. All those years of training to aspire to making a sausage sandwich.

The flight was good, not full, so space to breathe.

I had a red wine with my lunch that was almost a beaker full, that was a serious amount.

I breezed through the customs and immigration, and my bag was one of the first to sail down the conveyor, always a good sign.

At terminal 3 the queues were enormous.

I walked down to the far end of the terminal to a smaller gate where the shortest, thinnest and unintelligible lady was guarding the entrance. The sound she made was a squeal sounding neither human or animal, it wasn’t just me, an eight foot tall local couldn’t see her, and almost trampled her.

A quick walk to the gate to catch the connection to Grand Rapids.

I was sitting next to a lady who had a copy of Michelle Obama’s book on her lap. I asked her what she thought of it. This started a fascinating conversation ranging from the political situation in America, to Brexit, to the royal family. Sometimes people don’t want to engage in conversation on planes, but she was a willing participant.

Kelli was waiting at the arrival gate, and what a wonderful sight it was to see her. I saw her beaming smile lighting the gloom of the hall.

We headed to the New Holland brewery for our customary dinner. The long day didn’t matter, I was home, and Kelli was there with me.

Author: peterb51

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