Almost home. As I look at all the fresh people on my flight, the ones who showered this morning and look and smell better than me, I comfort myself with the secret knowledge that 48 hours ago they weren't hiking the Inca Trail to the Sun Gate. Then I put in my ear buds and listen to Here Comes the Sun all the way home.
Two hours after I land at home, an email comes from Santiago. It's a picture of him in my Cardinals cap at the Paul McCartney concert. A promise kept to stay connected that somehow seems the perfect ending to a perfect adventure.
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