We woke up at silly O'clock on Boxing day to leave for the airport. Mama Mia packed us a lovely festive food parcel, and I tried not to sleep on the drive there. The journey was a breeze, all on time, and oh so simple. It didn't feel like we were travelling to see my parents, our hopes weren't high due to the week before. Excitment only kicked in when we walked through arrivals and I saw a peek of my family through the sliding doors as we went to collect our luggage. I practically leapt on them and we giggled the whole way home.