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I'm home again, back in Texas after a long journey that could have been much longer.

The travel saga: Get to airport in Copenhagen on the 21st after wrestling with suitcases on trains, wait in long line, find out our flight has been delayed 7 hours. Upside of this? 150 kroner in vouchers for food and I wasn't alone, otherwise I would have been out-of-my-mind bored. Downside? Well, ain't that obvious? Besides being stuck in an airport for that long, it meant I missed my flight back to DFW.

After landing in Chicago at 1 a.m. CST, we went through Customs and proceeded to wait in line, all 300 or so of us, with one, then two people working the counter trying to rebook flights. While I was in Copenhagen, SAS told me they wouldn't be able to rebook my flight to Dallas because it was a separate ticket, so the parents booked me a $750 first class ticket for Friday evening, but I tried to save them some money so I waited in line until 4 a.m., when the SAS people told me they would give me a comped flight on Christmas Eve, and I could be on standby every day until then, and they would give me a free hotel room for those nights at the Wyndham, with $30 a day for food. As tempting as that sounded, plus I would have gotten to run around Chicago, I really just wanted to get home, plus my sister left today (christmas eve) to go back to Georgia, so I wouldn't have seen her.

So, it's 4 a.m., I'm in Chicago, and the next flight to Dallas that I could get on standby is at 6 a.m., meaning if I went to the hotel at all, even if it was just to shower, I'd miss a bunch of flight chances, so I proceeded immediately to the domestic terminal and waited in line, at the same time getting to see the horrible awful sides of Americans that I hadn't missed (stressed, fat, fat, obese and fat, ugly, complaining, impatient and rude). Talk about culture shock. Long story short, I got myself a seat on a 9:00 flight to Cincinnatti, then from there to Dallas and I got in around 3 or so. Stopped at Whata-B on the way home. And it was delicious.

The new house has been fun to explore, it was great to see Cristen (she got me a Magic Bullet for Christmas! [And so did Joey!!!!]), and I'm relearning how to ride a bicycle. Yes, relearning, because it was hard the first time and it's still hard.

Have a Merry Christmas, y'all!