It’s been 10 days since my return to America. In the past 10 days I’ve thought a lot about my trip and what it’s done to me. “How was your trip?” is still a not a good question to ask. I know how it was, but I can’t describe it in 10 words or less. It was changing, challenging, amazing, and just about a million other things. One of the hardest parts of this trip has been re-entry into the US. Having seen the stars shine on the other side of the world, I cannot be the same. And Taiwan changed me. I went through a lot over there and coming home, I’m not the same person I was when I left. What makes it so hard, is that everything here is the same. The day I got back, I drove a route that I drive ALL the time, and it was all the same. Well, except they dropped the speed limit to 35 from 45. Anyway, driving that route felt weird, because it’s all the same, but I’m very different. I am happy to be back, in a way, but, also, I am not. I would rather be in Taiwan. I do love to tell stories of the little things that happened there. I love explaining photos to my friends and talking about the people in the pictures. I’m very grateful that I get to spend two weeks at camp right after my return, it definitely helps with the transition. I could give reasons why I would rather be in Taiwan, but it’s a very personal thing. And it’s something I will have to continue working through on my own. Here is one of the things I really miss, chalk fights. And water fights.