home at last

Yesterday was the first day in my life that was Twenty nine hours long. The flight was boring but I had a window seat so I was pretty much good. Then we got to the Chicago airport and got our baggage on to our other flight and went to our gate. Our flight  from Dublin got in at about twelve thirty and we left at four fifteen so we had a couple hours to wait. When we got to our gate I saw Shahil (one of my friends from school) coming back from India.

The flight to Little Rock was only about an hour and a half and I still have not been able to pop my ears and its really hard. We took a cab back to our house and went to bed almost immediatly.