Leaving the sun

So I’m again sitting an airport, this time waiting to return home to Vancouver. It’s currently 4 am in the morning, and I’m sitting at my gate waiting for my flight. How do you ask am i returning home, well, i am flying now to Frankfurt, where i intend to partake in some pretzel eating. Then I’m going to Amsterdam, where i plan to partake in some form of eating, and finally i board for Vancouver, where i intend to pass out. I have been…