end of the line

All good trips must come to an end. Happily this one did long after I'd forgotten what day it was.

I will miss the temples and statues and fountains.

And iced coffee.

And freshwater pools surrounded by grenery.

And leaves as big as I am.

 And restaurant farms overlooking rice paddies.

And all the flowers. Sigh.

I even had a great meal in Taipei airport on the way home: beef tendon soup with tempura, kimchee, edamame, and a pot of puerrh.

But in the end, there's no place like home. Especially when you live here.

Happy 2014! May your year be filled with adventures.