destination: reached. its weird to be back in 'southern' europe. odd to see the sun touch the horizon AND sink below it. its funny how we have ideas that we hold so true and theories we raise above all others... then they are changed or altered or shattered and we are left thinking... 'ok...' we say ok because not much else would do justice; its lacks all poetic beauty and power yet it works. even something as simple as the sun dancing in the sky is enough to rattle the known and shift the foundations upon which we tread so assuredly.