Homelands Arrival

Day 321

So, I can barely open my eyes and it doesn't help that I got some juice from a Noxzema cleansing pad in them. All day was spent in transit and culminated in going home. Well, going home and remembering who my family is when my dad burst out laughing when we were eating supper in a restaurant. Okay so they had Wipeout on and some huge girl just got hit in the face. As I wiped away the tears that spewed from my giggles I remembered that there is nothing in the world that makes me laugh as hard as my family does and I felt at home.

Sadly, I am off to bed before my eyes crust shut with sleep. I promise tomorrow I will write of beefy adventures and meat markets and beers and baby-bearing bellies, and coffeeshop non-welcomes and parents discovering their children sitting at the bar and haircut disasters, and of course, Wipeout. Until tomorrow...

Tip of the Day: Tell your family you love them but make sure to poke fun at their newfound bellies.

-Canadian Castaway