Always good to get back to the tropical heat,
The LDC airport that works, almost, but is filled with friendly people…
The milling crowds and too friendly taxi drivers that accost you as you pry your way through the throng of bodies at the exit from Immigration,
The developing world traffic, and roads and the scenic (cynic) beauty one finds on the Prince Philip highway…
The grand kid who has experienced so, so much in the few weeks I was travelling and can’t wait to tell it all,
The dogs who treat me like a stranger for about 8 nanoseconds then proceed to jump and play,
The house staff that are genuinely happy to see me, if for no other reason than they have a complaint to make about another employee…
Always good to get back home.
The Native Iowan 
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