- home, a word which currently makes me very happy.
Thankfully, my second flight plan went without a hitch. I stayed in the hotel near Bordeaux for two nights, where they fed me dinner and breakfast and I was able to meet other travelers whose plans were also disrupted by the snow in London and Paris. We were able to swap intended travel plans, and I was able to meet a lot of interesting people, including a Hungarian guy who barely spoke any English and a large group of South African choir boys and their chaperones. Sharing a dinner table with the chaperones was particularly amusing because they kept confiscating the bottles of wine from the boys' tables and passing them around at our table.
The flights themselves went smoothly, if a little late due to having to get ice off the wings. It was a pleasant surprise to find that I'd been upgraded to business class for both of them, which had never happened to me before. And let me say this; business class is nice. There's tons of leg room, your seats tilt back really far, and the food is of better quality. And I got to try Dutch wine for the first time, and I found I liked it. People in Bordeaux never drink white wine, so having some was a nice change.
But the important part is that I made it home, and am now sitting on my own couch, in view of my own piano and Christmas tree, my laptop plugged in sans converter. Being home is a wonderful feeling, especially after having to wait for it for an extra day. I got to hug (not bisou!) my family immediately at the airport, and I'm really looking forward to seeing my friends. California, I love you.
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