Karlsruhe -> Philadelphia -> Durham

Now I head back to the US. I’ve been the air for several hours and I’m again marveling how I can wake up on one country and go to sleep on another. I’ve had this feeling before, but I can’t quite capture the sentiment. Maybe it’s a sense of loss, that I have left a piece of myself behind. I have too, time, new friends, old friends, different ways of doing things. There is a sense of growth, of seeing the good things a society has to offer, trains, construction & design techniques, food, beauty. This was a reminder that I miss being able to walk down the stairs and to the corner of the block and being able to buy fresh bread like I could in Macau. Someday…. Last Thursday feels like a very long time ago. Major events really give one a sense of time. When I’m in the states, a week goes by quite quickly and last Sunday doesn’t feel like such a long time ago. But Last Monday I was in Switzerland, and with a land mark like that how can one get lost in ordinary.