We're home. We were met at the Frankfurt gate and whisked to our connecting flight in a special bus but our luggage was not afforded the same courtesy. No big deal, they've said they'll deliver it to us at home tonight.

Ah, it's good to be home. To take a shower and not feel sweaty ten minutes afterwards, eat one of our favorite meals, drink a big glass of milk and sleep in my own bed. We're up a little early this morning (five thirty) but it's nothing another good night's sleep won't cure and then this jet lag thing will be nipped in the bud for good.

I don't really have any parting words yet, no great summary of what was what, what kind of impact this trip has had. That will take some time I guess, to process the crazy ride of the last four weeks. I will say this, I'll miss all the naan.

Until the next trip (we're talking about a wine tour of France)...

posted by Tara at 6:34 PM