I'm back (to normal?)

I arrived at the Kansas City airport at 10 till 9pm last Friday night(May 29th). My whole family was there, plus Aunt Ramona and Uncle Paul, Kyle, and Jo. It was so cool to see all of them there! I was just smiling. It was an amazing conclusion to an absolutely hectic and frustrating 48 hours of travel.

I had gone to Paris with Sara, so I had to get a flight from Paris to Rome so that I could go to Orvieto to pick up some bags that I had left there. Then my flight back to the US was out of Rome the next day. The Paris metro got the better of me, and I ended up missing my flight to Rome by about 8 minutes. So I had to pay 50 euro and get on the flight later that day, 7 hours later.
I finally got to Rome, got a bus to the train station, got on a train for Orvieto. I finally arrived there at 11pm. 2 amazing ladies from the church I had attended were waiting for me at the train station. One of the ladies let me stay at her house that night. She made me dinner that night, and breakfast the next morning.
But I got to Rome and made my flight just fine. When we landed in Washington, DC, it immediately begin storming. They shut down the tarmac and nothing was operating. I finally got my bags and made it through customs. But by the time I made it through, my flight home to KC had already left. So I had missed 2 flights in about 30 hours. They put me on a flight a couple hours later, at no extra charge. (United was way nicer than EasyJet)

So, a kind of crazy ending to my travel. But it really wasn't completely bad. I had to stop and tell myself not to get frustrated, and to just talk to the Lord and be thankful for him for all of the blessings in my life, and not focus on the travel stuff.

But now that I'm back, it almost seems like the whole semester never happened. Its so strange, becuase I'm back here at home, doing normal home things like I was never gone. I'm not with anyone who was in Europe with me. I don't talk about things I did over there. I could probably convince myself that I never went. Its so strange.
Last semester should impact me and change me. I should be a slightly different (hopefully better) person. I guess time will tell if that happens. I know I learned a lot last semester, but I think I need to stop and think and refect and realize what it was that I learned.

The last stop on our trip was Ronchamp, France to visit the chapel by Le Corbusier. It was beautiful.