How would the woman go home?

M: So, Andrea, are you going home for the holidays?
   W: I sure am. I’ve booked a flight for tomorrow afternoon and I can’t wait.
   M: That sounds great.
   W: What about you? Going home, too?
   M: I haven’t decided yet. I’m still debating...
   W: Haven’t decided? Oh, you’re never going to get a flight out of here. I’m sure all the seats have been reserved by now. It’s the holiday season, after all.
   M: Well, it’s not such a big deal for me. My family only lives about a hundred and fifty miles from here. 1 usually drive or take the train. It’s a short trip.
   W: You don’t sound very excited about it.
   M: Well, we are not really a very close-knit family. I have three brothers, and they are spread out all over the place. One lives on the East Coast and the other on the West Coast. I even have a brother in Montreal!
   W: Oh, vow! What does he do?
   M: Translation work. It’s kind of strange, but we rarely get together as a family anymore.
   W: Well, I try to get home as much as possible. We’re a big family — there are six of us children — so it is always a lot of fun.
   M: Six kids?
   W: Yep. And we’re all really close. You should see it — most of us are married, too, so it makes for a very crowded house over the holidays.
   M: I can imagine.
   W: Of course, there are too many people to cook dinner for. It is a real headache for my parents. So we end up going out to dinner a lot. It is pretty crazy.
   M: Well, at my house my mother loves to cook. So when all of us get home — which isn’t that often — she always cooks big homemade meals. We have left-overs for days!