Going home from home

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I only worked until 12 pm then closed down and finalised packing. As usual it took longer than expected and I was a bit stressed.
But we were fine. I had to walk to the Kiezrüsterei to pick-up some decaf beans they roasted yesterday and then Neil and I met at the French for the last galette.
Did the last shopping and returned to the flat to close the cases and leave for the airport.
We took a taxi out of convenience. Moving 5 cases through U-Bahn and bus during rush hour did not appeal.

The flights were smooth and we arrived in Glasgow just before 10 pm - knackered.
Taxi home and Neil the Hulk carried all those heavy cases in the 3rd floor! What a hero!

We unpacked, ate something and fell to bed.

Usual airport shot ;)