My Father’s trip of a lifetime.

Can’t say I’m not worried… but I’m not as worried as my mother is.

You see, my Father is going to Poland.

For three weeks.

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This, to me, seems to be a dream come true for him. He was anxious this morning, and I mean nervous. He couldn’t sit down and he couldn’t really do anything without getting ‘pissy’.

One thing, though, that I have to say pisses me off, is that you can’t go back any further than basically the check in area. The security won’t let you and you can’t get a pass unless you have a ticket. -_- Which irritated the flaming heck outta me. -.-

So basically after Dad turned the corner, he was gone. We couldn’t say good-bye or anything…

It sucked so much.

And because Momma’s crying all the time now that he’s gone over there, it’s not been a pleasant house.

Eh, I’ll update when he calls and he tells me that he’s in Krakow safe and sound.

~ ‘Ryn