Miiiiinnnnesoooootahhhhhhhh...
Here I am. My motherland. Place of my birth, my family, my roots, my soul.
After a weekend of driving, we crossed the border onto the vast soil of home this morning. The humidity is nearly as thick as a London Fog, and I love every sticky, damp moment of it.
We spent the evening at my sister's house, having tacos for supper, Canadian beer, and watching the kids play Monster Tennis in the backyard.
Surrounded by family in the cradle of civilization. Nothing better!
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