Arrival

I got to my grandmother's house in Matadepera in the afternoon. Even so, I didn't do anything until the late day because I spent the day sleeping.
The flight had been long from Philadelphia (my most hated airport) with a connecting flight at Charles de Gaul. I thought I could just stay awake until night time, but I was so wrong! As soon as I sat on the couch with the warm fuzzy blanket I sank into it and fell asleep. When I woke up it was supper time. My grandmother prepared some nice warm soup and chicken and I was so hungry!
Halfway through my supper someoone knocked at the front door and... surprise! My aunt, uncle, and cousins had come by to say hello. They are wild children and we usually burn so much weight off when we play with them hahaha, but this time I just sat there and ate. They were pretty dissapointed.
We got back in the car to go sleep at my father's apartment in Terrassa. He already had the beds made, and of course right then I no longer felt tired.
Oh jet lag....