Back to "normal"

It's always surprising to me how quickly a new place can become a home. Often I don't realize it is home to me until I've left and I find myself missing those things which have become "normal." Last year, normal was traipsing around in the jungle, living in a tent cabin, boiling drinking water over an open fire, living alone at the edge of the world with only the sounds of nature. This year normal is living with 10 kids in a 3-story house, having a full-time maid & weekend cook while living in the midst of 15 million other people and the incessant clanging of man-made noise. It is a good to be home and back to normal :)

A picture of our family on a bowling outing together & then one of my favorite canals near our house ...