Edinburgh – London Heathrow – Stansted – Home.
It’s not easy going home, but I think this might be the first time I’ve been a little homesick and as my mom said: “We’re arriving Stansted now,” and we went off the bus I felt delighted to be one step closer to home.
What we saw when we came in was a sleeping airport. People lying on the benches, the floor, some with pillows, others without. Many looked like they had just fallen over and right now I guess I’m among them.
The adventures over for this summer, but I won’t stop writing yet, I think
Come back for more,
Mari Clémentine
What we saw when we came in was a sleeping airport. People lying on the benches, the floor, some with pillows, others without. Many looked like they had just fallen over and right now I guess I’m among them.
The adventures over for this summer, but I won’t stop writing yet, I think
Come back for more,
Mari Clémentine
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