The Day

I arrived safely in Miami today.

Here is how the rest of the day went:
My bag was one of the first ones out at the luggage return and pops was right outside. We shared that awkward hug moment that always seems like an unrehearsed bad stage direction. I got home, made a sandwich, sat in the back yard, took a nap, ate slamming beans (mom) and churrasco/grilled squirt steak (pops), found 6 more Cubans that also watch the Spanish soap opera named Gitanas,hung out with my baby brother, produced black bean induced methane, spent time with family, and went to sleep relatively early on the first non futon style bed in months