Travel back home.

We arrived at Frankfurt Airport around 8, a bit confused about when to get off the buses.

In the end, we stayed there for almost an hour and a half so I could wake up a bit more relaxed. Slowly, the group started to fall apart, others had to catch trains and flights.

I was the only Dutchie who had booked a train, so I left later, around noon, my train was scheduled to depart. That gave me plenty of time for one last coffee with Martin, since he was also leaving quite late.

The journey home was quiet and easy. Slightly delayed, but getting home before dinner always feels nice.

I took a good bath and rewound the tour in my mind with a little drink. Askur and Embla were home early for big cuddles, and around 21:00, I crashed.Read more