Sunday night, August 6. Rockville, Maryland.

I am sitting on the sofa in my living room next to the new man in my life. I’ve got my feet up, something cold to drink. He’s got a Wii remote firmly gripped in both hands. An occasional “aww!” or “eee” or “yay” accompanies the soundtrack of Super Mario Brothers which is now firmly and unfortunately embedded in my head.

It’s taken me 48 hours to actually relax long enough to sit and share the last part of our journey out of Colombia and back to the United States. Here’s how it played out: the good, the bad and the ugly…

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