Home Again…

Well, I’m back home at my house. And its good to be home.

Nothing really exciting happened between Manila and Detroit. We ate the airplane food, enjoyed the Emirates Airlines hospitality, and tried to sleep a little. One thing I liked in Dubai airport were the free showers I happened across, which made the next 14 hour flight a bit easier to face.

We did customs in Boston, my first experience with my new Global Entry card, an expedited customs system that my credit card pays for. I walked up to a kiosk, spent 2 minutes there, walked to the officer at the desk where I spent about 1 minute, and I was through. The other guys were 20 or 30 minutes getting through so it was a real time saver.

My folks and Jed, and Jordy’s folks were waiting in Detroit for us. We collected our luggage, put on coats, and went out to brave the cold. We all stopped for pizza close to the airport then headed to our homes.

It was snowing a little on the way home. The roads weren’t too bad but the plow trucks were out salting. We pulled into the driveway about 11.

So I am home. And like I said before, it is good to be home. But now I have so many good memories, so many new friends and renewed friendships, and I have just had so incredibly much fun.

A huge thank-you to whoever all of you who made our trip so amazing and might be reading this: Ford and Mayette and all the Tacloban people, Jordan and Bev, Jovan, Freddie and Leah, Luz, and the many others. It was great!

There are way too many more good stories that I didn’t tell here, some because I said I wouldn’t even if it was honest πŸ˜‰! For me, it seems like some of the best memories aren’t just the things I did, but the time spent with my friends, both American and Filipino, who are also my brothers and sisters in Christ. Thanks again!

Who knows what the future holds? Maybe some day I’ll revive this blog if my feet get restless again. Until then, thanks for reading.

“We’ll be friends forever

And while we are apart.

I will pray for you and always

Keep you in my heart.

And we’ll be friends forever,

Jesus, and you, and me.

He ties our hearts together

And friends we’ll always be.”

2 thoughts on “Home Again…

  1. It was our pleasure Corey. May your restless feet (and sweaty hands πŸ‘πŸ˜‚) bring you back here again. You are family and will always have a home with us! 🏑😊🏝️

    Wishing you a bright future,
    F & M

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