Home time

Yeah, after 15 days it was time to go back home to Scotland. (Picture: train journey to Geneva, this is the Lac Léman / Lake Geneva; with a stunning view to France). My dad brought me to the train station at 6am. I was soo tired.

The flight was the most horrible I had in a while (lots of turbulencs). I had the cold on top of it (for 3 days now) so it was kinda hard to focus on everything else as my ears just didn't want to pop. I couldn't hear anymore at one point. I was in agony.

Arrived in Edinburgh, I took the tram, met R for lunch and went to his, napping. I was really tired. No wonder, I got up at 4.45am!! We had a lovely evening together.