Going Home

The night before, we had set out alarm for 5:30...because the taxi was supposed to come at 6 to take us to the airport.

4:30, Steph's grandma wakes us up.

grandma: "an-an it's 5:30, get up!!"
stephanie: "grandma ..... *looks at clock groggily* it's 4:30!"
kari also groggily points at clock
grandma: "no your clock is slow! go check the one outside!"
i go and check. it says 4:30
cleaning lady: "ah ma! it's 4:30!"
grandma: "oh goshh sorry. AH GONG (grandpa) YOU SAID IT WAS 5:30!!!"

Sooo..we went back to sleep. And woke up at 5:30. For real this time.

After a hurried breakfast, we said goodbye to Steph's grandpa and the cleaning lady, and the taxi took us to the airport along with Aunt Karen and her grandma.

i nearly cried, i was so sad.

Me too...it felt awful to be leaving.

At the airport, after standing in the wrong line for half an hour, and finding that one of the suitcases was overweight (fortunately Steph's aunt has connections..so we didn't have to pay extra), we said our final goodbyes and got on the plane.

and flew for a long time. but it felt much shorter b/c the audio was working this time.

the end. we got back.

dad's car almost got towed :-/

My parents flipped over my hair. Not really. But they were surprised.

my dad flipped over my fatness. really. but he was not suprised.


;)
the end!