It was a long drive. But we took the time to stop in Guernsey so I could see the wagon ruts in the rock. Wow. It was'nt just the one, they were all over that hill. Then we drove and drove, and when we came into the valley I cried. Not because I was glad to be home, but because our adventure was over. What a journey.
I am too tired now to try to write the conclusion, but I'll try to do so later. I feel changed. I know it wont' last, but I wish I could find some way to hold on to the incredible goodness I've felt --both about Laura her family, but also about this wonderful country and the goodness of the people in it.
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