Home?

It seems fitting to have a last entry for this thing now that I'm back in the States. A synthese if you will.

After 30 hours of travel I'm back in Minnesota and I've never been so weirded out in my life. People speak English, it's freakin' cold, there's Starbucks and McDonald's, and I just put on a pair of jeans for the first time in 3.5 months. What the hell is going on?

The trip went smoothly, the group of us trying to ease each other in and give support as we left Senegal and entered Toubabland. Katie and I (sort of) made Cafe Touba in the JFK airport to make ourselves feel better. It worked.

So for a while I'm sure I'm going to be wrinkling my nose and calling most things weird. I'll also be panicking that I'm going to forget things about Senegal. That's not allowed to happen. Nor is it allowed to happen that I lose contact with my beloved friends made on the trip. Seriously. I want to fly out to New York or something ASAP.

Anyway, and so begins another journey to figure out how I am to operate here in light of my experience in Senegal. On y va!