REFLECTION – Before leaving for this trip I was aching. Aching from the simple routing and numbness of high school life. Aching for some real excitement, something scary, something that would blow my mind, something on a much grander scale than what I was experiencing at the time. This trip has totally satisfied those needs. I’m seeing and experiencing so many things I would never have dreamed of. I’ve stayed in some of the shittiest places in Europe and buzzed around Italy in a Porsche. I’ve been offered heroin and gone 10 hours with out eating. I’ve gotten COMPLETELY lost in a subway and then mastered it the next day. I could go on, so many things are different from little old Silverdale. I wonder, when I get back will my ache be satisfied by this experience and will I happily settle back down? Or will this just make my desire hungrier and make life at home that much more dull? I can tell you, after being in country where I’m lost and don’t know the language and have no place to stay, certainly makes me long for the simple routine of school, bell, class, bell, lunch, bell, more class, go home. Ahh, so simple.