The following appeared in an email to a friend on May 30, 2005.
My dear friend,
Need I say that I miss you terribly? My family is spending the day over at my grandparents (who, coincidentally, are not here), along with my cousins. It is beautiful, raining and foggy, just like on the mountain, and the mist is rising off the lake in quite a picturesque, horror movie fashion. Quite lovely.
Anyway, I made it back from Europe half alive. I must say that I love America and Alabama dearly. Yet the trip was good. It was unlike any mission trip I had been on previously, but in its own right, quite fabulous. We met some generous believers while we were there, quite amazing people, actually. Afterwards, I headed off alone and with three girls with the wild idea of touring eastern Europe. Eastern Europe Contains these places: Budapest for an afternoon, Berlin for a day and a half, Krakow and Warsaw (Poland), and then a long flight back to the United States, which is not part of Eastern Europe. So for all practical purposes, I survived what we came to know as Belle Week, not to be confused with the Marines Hell Week.
Anyone who thinks communism is cool should go to Bucharest, Romania, and see what they are getting into.
So there, for all you who wanted an update, there it is!
