Saturday, December 15, 2001

Well, I've been home around 24 hours, so I suppose I really should post. I've been putting it off because 1) I really don't have the words to sum up everything in one little post, and 2) I dont think I want to admit to myself that I'm really back home. Although the realization that I was certainly back hit me at the same time as the cold rain when I stepped off the plane, it still hasn't completly sunk in. I feel as if the past two weeks were all one wonderful dream, or as if I'm in a dream now, and I'll wake up soon and still be in Florida.

I got most of my film (13 rolls at least) printed today, and I'm going to get about half the pictures put on photo CD's tomorrow so I don't have to spend three days scanning. I've even started my trip repot, which is sure to be similar in length to The Fountainhead. Once I get at least a few days of it done, I'll throw everything together in a snazzy little website so that those of you who actually care can read about my adventures, and see the photos.

In the meantime, I'll just say this: It was one hell of a trip.

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