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I am back home now. I got back on Monday at 7:30pm. The flight was good. I flew with Air New Zealand. I watched Kung Fu Panda and read a book and slept most of the time. It was hard saying goodbye to people, but it was also the easiest because it wasn't "goodbye" it was more like "see you later," which I told people. It was, in fact, the easiest time to say goodbye to Pascal. I mean, we both hate being apart for so long, but we know we'll see each other soon enough. It's just a matter of time and paperwork.