Home

Saturday morning, we woke up and met in the lobby at 7:30 with our things to get to the airport and begin the long day of flying home. There isn't much to say about Saturday other than it was very stressful, tiring, and sardine-packed.

Dr. Philibert was headed to Florence, Italy, so we were all on our own after going through security at the airport in Barcelona.
I didn't have a window seat on any flight until the last one from Chicago to Springfield. I traded seats with a couple people in the group for the first two flights so others could be more comfortable. On the first flight across the pond I was in the middle, and since we had TV's on the back of the seats. I watched two movies: Juno and Eat Pray Love. My TV quit working about half way through the second movie so I got to get some sleep, which was nice. The other two flights were just tiring and boring. I was so ready to be home. Springfield was a beautiful view, even if it was late at night.

Walking out of Springfield's terminal was so exciting! Seeing Sam's face and him smiling and waving  at me as I walked out was the most beautiful thing I had seen in two weeks. Did I mention I was ready to be home?

Well, this journey is over.

Closing Remarks:

I apologize that this blog is just now finishing nearly two weeks after I've been home, but as mentioned previously, there's no way I had enough time to write my true emotions while I was there. I also apologize that you've probably missed out on a ton of what I was feeling and thinking because I didn't write it as much while I experienced it, but trust me, I could have written a whole book about this trip if I would've had enough time to write everything I saw, ate, felt, and thought while I was abroad. That's the bad thing about this blogging for me: I love to write and I could do it all day, so having to do this and have time to enjoy Europe just wasn't an option.
For those of you who will be able to see all my pictures and speak with me about my trip in person, you'll understand me a little better as a person, and why this trip was so difficult and emotional. For the rest of you, enjoy the short blurbs and know that I am not completely negative about this entire trip. I appreciated this opportunity more than anyone will ever understand, and I hope to travel more someday; I may even return to these two cities. I just was not prepared emotionally to be so far from home as life here happened without me.

Thank you for following my journey.

Goodbye, friends.