I’m home!

The alarm went off at 5am this morning and I made the long trek to the Managua Airport. I lie, the trek wasn’t long, it’s just across the street!

I stood in line for awhile, but eventually made it on my flight and on to Houston. I got waved through security without much scrutiny. Not that I warranted any, but for all the hype about making sure everyone gets checked, they didn’t pay much attention to me or my bags. I can’t even recall any agents looking me in the eye.

I guess I’m just their idea of a non-threat: a 5’6″ white, female Canadian archaeology student. I should have tried to bring back more rum!

My flight to Calgary was uneventful, and the first thing I did when I got home (besides greeting my family and dog), was watch TV and eat popcorn. I have been craving popcorn for so long. The crunchy, salty perfection of popcorn.

Tomorrow, I’m back to work, heading out early with the provincial coach to help with the training camp. The Canada Games are coming up, so it’s time for the team to get in gear. I’m really looking forward to seeing my boat and having my own rowing session.