Long Journey back Home to Vote

We flew into the next day and arrived after what felt like more hours than there actually were. As we flew directly back to Amsterdam and then to Frankfurt, the flight was much shorter (10,5hrs instead of 13,5hrs) than the one to Vegas. But it was long and I couldn't sleep - business as usual then.
The flight to Frankfurt was overbooked, but we could still all fly with the plane. Beats me why airlines overbook their planes.
Anyway, the last hour flight was done and dusted in no time, so that saying Goodbye drew closer and closer. The Goodbye was shorter than imagined, because everyone was hurrying to their trains. Marit and I got onto the same one, so that we could spend the next 2hrs together still. Luckily, the train didn't have any delays, so that I arrived in Göttingen on time. After a very wet Weclome back of Aluna, my Mom drove me back home quickly, so that I could vote for the EU just in time.

Song of the Trip: Ring of Fire - Johnny CashOkumaya devam et