One loud night train, two delayed flights, 36 hours and I am one happy girl - because I am home!

Its hard to write this without starting to cry, I knew that this was going to be a challenge, but going on this trip has been one of the hardest things I've done in my life. Physically, it was a piece of cake. Took it easy when I felt like it, but never missed out on anything and improved over the course of the trip. Getting to know my fellow bandmates has been a priviledge, everyone was extremely supportive. Emotionally it was tough though. I found it hard to be the strong, independent Shevaughn I pride myself in being. Gaining courage to be on my own in Italy and Germany was a struggle, but I'm happy I did it. I know that Leo would have told me I could and wanted me to.

Someday I will return to Europe. The food and wine everywhere, but especially Italy. The scenery in Austria. The history in Germany. For the time being I have memories of some fantastic times there and hope that one day I will add to them.

Anyways, thats it thats all for now, may write another summary post, who knows. Thanks for reading.

xoxo