So of course the universe had to throw me one more curve ball and I missed my connecting flight to Zurich because once I arrived in Munich, I had to wait in line for an hour and half to go through security again, take a train to my terminal, and go through customs. But I did immediately start crying at the gate attendants and they got me on a direct flight to Boston with a row to myself. It does mean I had a long layover and will be getting home two hours later but I booked myself a two hour nap room and am now waiting to board at my gate. Almost there 🫩