The day before I set off for Minnesota there was a blizzard. Apparently snow was dropping at about 2 inches an hour and the temperature was -47 degrees F with the windchill. In Namibia thermometers in the sun in the summertime (it's summer now- southern hemisphere remember) can register temperatures as high as 150 degrees F. Now, I am no expert, but this seems to portent poorly for me. I have added my last random foreign currency to my bag (Taiwan Dollars-I believe that I have a few coins or notes from more than 12 currencies stashed away in my luggage.) I have added the last foreign language that would be helpful to know (Chinese is, I believe, the 5th or 6th language I have wished to know- Thai, Arabic, Kiswahili, and others completing the list.) And I have added my last strange quirks of different places (there was a restaurant in Taipei named- I swear I am not making this up- Gruel and Dishes. That sounded a bit too Oliver Twist for me, so I stuck with Subway.) Now I'm finally home, safe and sound in Stewartville, Minnesota- After traveling for 30 hours I arrived in Minneapolis 18 hours after I left Chiang Mai. I'm not sure how long it will take me to get used to a normal sleep schedule (or, more concerningly, all of the quirks of American life) but I suppose I'll manage. It's been a journey. Thanks for taking it with me.