I've had people ask me over the last couple of days since returning home when I would be writing about the trip, and honestly, I'm still processing. Maybe it's the jet lag, the utter lack of sleep, or the reality of being home, but I have begun to finally feel the effects of this experience and they rush over me in waves. And not the sweet, relaxing, subdued, calming type waves. I'm talking tidal waves. The kind that completely rock your world and knock you senseless for a minute, leaving you clawing for breath.
