it was a late evening when I flew in moscow. On the plane I didn't get any sleep cause a winey kid kept crying in the seat behind me. I had a hard time getting my luggage on the plane. When I arived at the airport there was a raging blizzard going on. In my opinion I just didn't like my night so far at the airport my dad was there to pick me up. He said mom wasn't up to riding two hours to come pick me up. If I was just going to see her anyway. When I got back im kinda mad but then again you can't really blaim her its minus twenty two dagrees out side. And the heaters in my dads car aren't really the best. On the way back i got some shut eye when we arived my mom greeted me on the porch I told her I was going to sleep. I was still tired I headed to my room I was just how i left it so I head to sleep.