Whoosh.

What happened?
Where am I?

Oh, yeah...Portland. After the Longest Evil Torturous 4-Leg Journey By Plane Ever Taken. Really. Have you ever slept on the marble floor in Terminal 4 of JKF airport while people around you let their children run around screaming at 2 in the morning? NO? Hmm. Yikes.

:o)

The trip was awesome. My friends are incredible. God is amazingly HUGE. Why I ever doubt it is beyond me sometimes...like right now.

But I'm really tired and disoriented so I will simply say: THANK YOU again to all of you who are so generous and helped make this trip happen. I will try to get on here and write some cool stuff and post some gorgeous photos of the Adriatic Sea and the beautiful people I worked with while in Croatia. Plus some "look how stinking dirty we got!" photos as well.

I need a nap. It's 11:30pm tonight in Trogir...hopefully all the workers sleep well and wake up well-rested and ready to work hard -- as they have been for 2 years. Wow.