Erik wasn't feeling too great, just coughing the whole time and people would look over at us critically, haha it was funny, but I felt so awful for Erik. He was just miserable :(
In Frankfurt security, the lady was extremely thorough with the pat down and I felt rather violated.
Once we made it through, we filled out cards for U.S. customs, at which point I realized that bringing an African Horned Cucumber secretly from Germany to the U.S. as a Christmas present for Joshua (the kid we dared to find and eat one in the States. He called like nine grocery stores and none of them carried it!) would probably be frowned upon. However, out of fear of missing the flight from Philly cause of customs, I didn't mark down my cucumber on the card.
The first flight was nine and a half hours long. It was so much fun to get back into America. All of a sudden, I saw people wearing sweat pants, it was hot in the airport, there were Spanish subtitles on all the signs, and I could understand people's conversations! Haha I accidentally eavesdropped on so many conversations 'cause for the last few months, I've gotten excited hearing anyone speak English in public at all :)
The whole time we stood in line for customs, I was thinking about what to do about the cucumber. I didn't wanna lie, but I also didn't wanna have to wait for them to analyze my cucumber! When I went through, the guy asked me if I had any food and I said no without even hearing the question cause I was so tired. I had to correct myself and he looked at me critically. I had decided to tell them about my cucumber on the basis that honesty is the best policy and probably other childhood mantras that will ring in my head forever.
He looked at me even more disapprovingly, put a big red 'X' across my sheet and sent me on my way without another word. At the next gate, they told me to go somewhere different, and the guy at the counter looked up German cucumbers and apparently there aren't any big vegetable diseases going around in Germany, cause he let me through just fine!
We only had about a 45 minute layover in Philly, but there was internet, so we enjoyed it! The plane ride from there to San Fran was another six hours and it was just so uncomfortable! I felt greasy and stinky and just all-around gross from being up and in public for so long. Erik's mom kindly picked us up from the airport and brought us back to Roseville, where we immediately grabbed some In-N-Out.
I went to the bathroom to try and clean up at least a little bit and there were like ten girls in there in skimpy Christmas outfits. Erik said in the guys' bathroom, some kid was getting made fun of by his friends for only being able to handle three shots.Culture shock anyone? :D
From there, we headed to my house. Got there about 12am I think. Aly was asleep and had been expecting me two days later, so when I went in her room and said hi, she did a little sleepy confused double-take before hopping out of bed and giving me a huge hug :)
She came out and said hi to Erik and we had a champagne toast before Erik and Mrs. Delgado left.
It's so good to be home. Dad and Aly decorated everything with Christmas lights outside..I went into my room to find it clean like I left it and a Christmas night light on my desk all lit up..the house smells like Christmas tree and I can't wait to see more of the people I love!
1 John 4:18
There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

