The last day was the trek back. For the most part everyone was silent on that leg of the trip. The trip back got harry when it began to snow in the Rockies, but as usual the car ride was sweet. We stopped off in Kansas City to return Christine's parents' car and they graciously feed all ten of us ribs and provided showers. Entering Evanston was a smack to the face.
Reality can be harsh.
Ten awesome people had a wonderful time. For some it changed their lives, for others it was nice to just get away. For me, I was happy to get to know nine wonderful people with great experiences and a genuine motivation for being there. I learned a little more about me, a little more about people, nothing more about women, but most of all, the magnificence of the whole trip put everything into a clearer perspective. Since I have no desire to get any more personal than I already have, I'll leave that a bit vague.