I'd like to say I returned from Vancouver with a smile on my face & a song in my heart, but I didn't. The reality was I missed my flight, added 4 hours onto my travel day and came home to minus 30 with 3 feet of snow. Added to the fact I was suffering extreme separation anxiety from one of my besties.
The weekend left me once again, with many good memories and a disgusting amount of inside jokes. It's so comforting knowing you have such great friends that you may not see everyday but you know will always love and care for you. We pick up right where we leave off and always agree the city just couldn't handle us all living there together.
