Home!

The first thing I saw when I walked through the gates at the airport was Mum snorting coffee out of her nose as she saw me. That, and the hand-painted pillowcase reading 'Welcome Home Emma!'

I love my Mum. *beams*

I've been walking around all day on a complete high. I'm home and I'm safe and I have my own room and clean clothes and home cooking and...

I think I've hit a wall, though. I'm going to go and get into my very own bed and crash.

I'll update on the flight adventure tomorrow.

*falls asleep at the computer*