I left Nuernberg, after me and the frau scraped the snow off the car, froze my ga-goo-goo waiting for train to Frankfurt. And like every normal person in the Frankfurt airport, I was dressed to fit the occasion.
After a lay over in the windy city, it was Oklahoma City bound, (the jet I was a passanger on was very suprisingly tiny), touched down to reveal I totally carried the wrong seasonal clothing with me.
But it was pleasnt toasty 75+ far better than where I was.............point of post? Just like the thread says "IT'S GREAT TO BE HOME!" And I thank the US for still speaking english, I heard rumors while I was gone
