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We returned to the United States of America at about 3pm on Sunday afternoon.  After walking down the jetway, our ears perked up to the sounds of loudly spoken ebonics, the smell of fried food and freshly brewed venti white chocolate mochas.  It was good to be home.  To blog abouty our trip all at once would be an excercise in futility.  Suffice to say it was (in a word) outstanding, and I’m now engaged to be married to my soulmate and best friend, Kate.  We ate, we saw famous art, we ate some more, we saw famous architecture, we ate again, we walked miles and miles, we drank wine and beer, we got engaged, we ate, then we came home.  Over the next X amount of time, I will be posting random excerpts from my journal and pictures from our journey, so sit tight faithful readers, they’ll be plenty of that to come.  I’m excited to get back to work, and return to reality.  Three weeks of trains, planes, and automobiles, hotel bedrooms, eating out and walking your ass off gets to you after awhile.  Traveling thorough six countries in 20 days was quite an adventure.  By the time we reached Brussels, Belgium, we didn’t care if we saw another painting, ate another fancy meal, or rode on another train ever again.  We just wanted to be home.  Its good to be home, there is in fact, no place like it.