In order to express what I have recently experienced, I would have to tell you my life story and what it took to finally return to the "land that I longed to see again." Suffice to say that it was not just a matter of money, or organization, but also of circumstances which were years in the making. Getting there:
From the first night of our arrival, I was still excited to once again see the Tower of Crest looming in the night sky, lit by it's tungsten lights, as we passed it on the way to my uncle's house just a mile away. And this was despite the 22 hours of traveling it took to finally reach our destination. Once there, I couldn't contain my tears of joy at seeing my aunt and uncle again and just being there. Although it was a late hour, they still had a wonderful spread of food to comfort us upon arrival including a creamy omelet with fried potatoes. My uncle even took a photo of the weary travelers that very night.
Afterward, they took us to our accommodations which were more than any we could have asked for. Charles and I had a room with our own bathroom as did my mother. In fact, Charles and I were on a separate floor which gave us privacy from the rest of the house.
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