I was holding a water-bottle in my right-hand. The strong hold of my grandpa's hand left my left-hand. I shivered. There were a whole lot of people around me - my uncles, my aunts and someone I knew as my mother. She smiled. I looked at my grandpa. He was busy talking to my uncle. They were trying to gather our luggage. My grandma was with my aunt. I pulled at my grandpa's sleeve as far as my hand could reach. He gave a smile. And I smiled at my mother.