so we get back to düs a little behind schedule, and scurry to western to shower and grab all our luggage. i threw the remainder of stuff in my bags and said good bye to the fam. sad. and then we hurry to catch the last tram/train to the airport. it’s a good six minute walk from my house to the tram stop, but when you’re carrying three times your body weight in luggage (and straps are breaking and things are falling off), it feels like FOREVER. yuck= no fun. but we made it and luckily the tram driver waited till we’d gotten all eight of our bags on the tram before he took off. when we got to the hauptbanhof, the security guards helped us load on the elevator and then we found our track (of course it was 17 at the very end) and headed up the escalator. we made it on the train, and were completely exhausted. this picture doesn’t do it justice, and you can’t even see all our huge duffels.
we made it off the train and on the last sky train and found carts at the airport woo! then we found barrett woo! and hung out till about 5 am when we checked our luggage (thank goodness for the nice girl at the counter who let me split the weight between my two bags instead of weighing them individually), went through security and did all the airport stuff.
our flight from düs to amsterdam was on a tiny plane–with PROPELLERS. i didn’t know major airlines still flew planes like that. thankfully, we made it safely.
we had a nice klm plane from amsterdam to dfw with individual screens so we could watch movies and play games. we even had icecream. yay. and flying during the day is so much easier than at night (and going back in time instead of forward).
customs was a breeze–we just wrote stuff down and that was all there was to it.
then the fams were there! yay mom and dad. it really felt like i hadn’t been that long since i left–only a week or two.
we stopped at whataburger and drove home… in a truck… weird. then i saw b, hads, and my doggies. 
bode didn’t even recognize me at first.
