We woke up at around 8:00 in the morning already knowing we wouldn’t be making it to church. After about half an hour of getting ready we started the drive home. It was kind of bittersweet to think about it. On the one hand it would be good to be home and to start our lives again. On the other hand the trip of a lifetime, the most amazing experience I would ever have was over. The places I’d been, the sights I’d seen, the people I had met. It was going to be over. It would become a memory and it would no longer be a reality. But all the same, I would be home. I would get to see friends and family, and I would maybe be able to start swimming again. So I enjoyed thinking about being home, but thinking ending the trip was a little harder. It had been an amazing trip, and I would never forget ti but it was for those reasons that I found it hard to think about when it would end. The drive to the border took a little over two hours and during the drive my excitement was building up. It was a very beautiful drive but I hardly noticed any of it. I kept looking for signs that mentioned anything that was familiar to me. We saw signs for Vancouver quite a few times, but when I saw a sign that sayed Peace arch I knew we were very close. Soon after we took an exit and drove through an area that I recognized from our other trips into Washington. I now knew that about a mile directly to our left was home. Now my stomach was quivering with excitement. We turned left and in the distance I saw our hill. The hill that led straight up from our house. We also saw the border crossing pretty much right in front of us. I could barely contain my excitement! We got to the border, we gave the guy our passports, told him where we’d been and then we were in Canada! And of course only a quarter of a mile up 176th st. and we were home!! The first thing we saw was the welcome home sign on the entry-way door. Then we saw the christmas light on, and of course we saw the whole house from the blue garbage can out front to the swing in the backyard. It might’ve been freezing cold, but it was good to be home.