The way back from an adventure always has that melancholy feeling to it, like the ending to Casablanca. There is the farewell to what was, and the reluctant acceptance of what now will be. I try to remind myself that such is part of life. It can in fact be a large component of our lives as time passes. The quicker we can appreciate and let go, the sooner we can embrace what is to come. It is not tragic, it is life. What a wondrous world we enjoy. Until next time Hawaii; thank you for the reconnection to Mother Nature.