Got home in the early hours of the morning. Air France (bunch of dicks) lost all my checked in luggage and then forced me to go thru the red-channel in customs.
Met my dad again, and cried silently in the darkness after i did. My idol now looks like a holocaust survivor. He's gone so skinny that i was afraid to hug him. I hate the way life throws these curveballs at you..especially about people who u think are invincible