I am HOME!

It was bittersweet leaving, especially the orphanage. Those kids.

The last couple of weeks have been pretty intense. A few all-nighters. Some seriously hard work. A healthy smattering of good old-fashioned frustration. One minor breakdown and general questioning of my worth as a storyteller.
One great party to celebrate that we finished.
Pina coladas that I actually liked.
Last minute shopping for gifts.
Thai massage ($8 for an HOUR--so good!).
Cheap beer at the airport.
More than 30 hours of travel time to get home.
[Here's a tip: Thailand to Raleigh jet lag is way worse than Europe to Raleigh. Good Lord, that stuff is serious. Still kinda funky monkey.]

But I am home and I learned so much.

Although I did not get to ride an elephant or play with monkeys, I did get to swim in the Andaman Sea at night with the nearly-full moon above me and the Thailand crew.

I got to watch the kids of Home and Life watch my piece.

I got to do a lot of real life stuff that really does beat touristing any day.
And I got a load of killer photos . . . to come.

Our website is up but not at its proper URL (www.anadamanrising.org) just yet. There is some final tweaking still to come, but you can see my story at:
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Sorry. I am not supposed to give out the alt address. So you'll just have to wait until the official launch.

Like I said, more pix (and maybe some audio) to come. Later.