from home back home
Tomorrow morning, before daybreak, Alex and I begin our journey back home to Houston and Marcus from Trinidad. The funeral service for my grandmother was beautiful, we got to see many family members we haven't seen in years, and even met a few we hadn't before. And bonus: we ate lots of Trinidadian food, heard tons of family stories and memories, and generally were well-steeped in the culture of my homeland. All this to say that despite the unfortunate circumstances, it was actually a good trip, and one I'm really grateful I made (and even more grateful that Alex came along with me).
Back to our regularly scheduled Chookooloonks very soon, friends.