The flight back was as it should be uneventful. I was fascinated by the clouds. International travel becomes harder and harder, control upon control, not always in a friendly way. Random check of hands, random check of bags...
Yet traversing the continent is interesting.
The snow in Nevada, the ripples of mountains further East and in the plains one could actually see the flooding. And then the glorious sunset from my window again. it is hard not really knowing where is home. Home is where the heart is, I guess.
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