A thousand apologies.
I am terribly sorry that the second half prevented my from posting at all about my journey. Such a shame, because the second half of Europe was very, very different from the first. I promise to give an update about the second half of my journey soon, but in the meantime, an update on life at home.
Approximately 20 hours in an airport waiting for a seat in standby, and I finally made it home about 1 am Sunday morning. It has been nonstop ever since. Part of me still feels jet-lagged just because it has been go, go, go. I went back to work Monday morning, and this is what I found:
I think I've been replaced at work. My apron. My scissors. Note how my name has been crossed out. Thanks Graden. I feel missed.
Still looking for the motivation to finish my final essays - the Olympics and my cozy bed have been terribly distracting.
Good to be back in America! The land of soft pillows and free water!