I got in Friday afternoon. My uncle, his cousin, and my cousin picked me up from the train station and then we did some touristy things before heading to my uncle's cousin's house. We got to the house around 7, had a nice dinner as a family at home and then just sat around playing cards and drinking wine.
Saturday we got up early, had breakfast, got ready and drove into NYC because my family wanted to see the city while they were on the east coast. We ate lunch in Little Italy at a place I used to go to with my friends in college. We saw Times Square, stopped at Macy's and headed back to Little Italy for dessert and coffee before we began the drive back to Philly (we had parked right by Little Italy). Everyone was impressed with how well I knew the city and how easily I was able to get us all around. I guess that's what happens after you've lived here for a few years, but it made me feel good that they thought I was city savvy. We got home a little after 10, and again sat around the table drinking wine and playing cards.
Sunday came and we all slept in, took our time getting ready and then went to brunch. I ate like a champion. I can't even believe my stomach allowed me to consume the amount of food I did. After brunch we went back to the house, everyone packed up and we made our way to the airport where I had to say good bye to my aunt, uncle and cousin.
I said goodbye to the comfort that my aunt always provides because she completely understands the person I have become. I said goodbye to my uncle and his corny jokes that make me laugh so hard I can barely breathe, and I said goodbye to my cousin and our late night chats after everyone had gone to bed. I gave them all a hug, and though I was sad to have to say goodbye yet again, I felt refreshed. The weekend was pure bliss, and I'm so blessed to have such a loving family who was generous enough to include me in their weekend plans.
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