Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.
Just returned from holiday, late last night. Customs was insane. So many people just trying to get home. A lot of families with tired, hungry little ones.
We got back around 11:30, and I realized that I had purchased the wrong rum at the duty free. Guess we’ll have to go back 🤔
But, aside from the fur-babies, I missed my bed the most. My own sheets. The squish. The feel of at least one 100.5 degree body on my feet. All the things.
Yes, they were happy to see us, too. Clearly very upset that their staff had abandoned them for so many days. But all survived.
Julie M Anderson 