Over the Atlantic Ocean Again 🌊✈️🦉😴

Jenni immediately adjusted her seat to a horizontal position after dinner was served, moisturized her face in the bathroom, changed her shoes for thick socks, wrapped herself in the blanket she had been given and the traveler's scarf, and tried to fall asleep as soon as possible. The eastward transatlantic flight is always shorter, even if the small plane struggles with the elements for a longer time, and she wants to celebrate fresh tomorrow with her family. She already visualized herself hugging her mother, father, Oscar, Emma, ​​playing with Oscar's twin daughters. She couldn't wait. She tried to calm her nerves, she needed to sleep now. But tomorrow would be a good day, she felt it.