2004 Journey Erik's Travels U.S.A.

I feel home

Last Monday, July 5th, I left my hostel in La Paz at 4am to start my journey home. I had a full day of flights taking me from La Paz, Bolivia to Santa Cruz, Bolivia then onward to Miami, Florida, USA where I had to wait forever to collect my baggage in order to finish clearing customs. After finally making it out into the airport I only had forty minutes before my connecting flight was to leave so I had to run the whole length of the semi-circle airport to board my flight to Portland, Oregon via Houston, Texas. I finally got to Portland just before 11pm and then took the light rail train to Gresham and walked an hour to get home.

The only person I had told about coming home was my friend in Australia, Pete, as I was planning on surprising everyone else. I got to my parents house about 12:45 am, exactly 24 hours after waking up in La Paz to head out. All the doors to the house were locked so I knocked on the door leading outside from their bedroom and gave them a real shock. They were very happy to have me home. The following day I continued the surprise by visiting all my grandparents.

Well I’ve been away but now I’m back today, and there ain’t a place I’d rather go.