I traveled close to 800kms last weekend. I slept for about 11 hours. I ate a giant burrito. I drank an XL French Vanilla. No, that was not all the food that I could find, but it was the only food that was worthy of mentioning.
I prayed over one of my students as he prepared to hurl chunks in the bathroom. I heard students scream at 120db. I had my rental vehicle TP'd. I lost a game of Settlers. And everyone arrived home with all limbs attached.
It was a good weekend.
Don't ask me about the spiritual stuff. That will take longer to analyze and report on.
Relationally? The weekend was worth every penny.
But I'm glad to be home.