We arrived back in Seattle today and as I go through the 500 or so photos I took before the desert sand disabled my camera, I am reminded again and again of the wonder the past two weeks held for us. Each day was filled with so much we had never seen - never experienced. The landscape changed from mile to mile as the nine of us cycled and transferred from escarpment, to desert, to sea, to the bush. A few things that stand out in my jet-lagged mind are the herds of Springbok and Zebra darting in front of our bikes on the dirt roads, the amazing layers of the Milky Way and the Southern Cross in the night sky, delicious meals prepared in cast-iron pots by Ronny and Jonas over open fires at camp, tender moments between elephants, the heart-opening singing and dancing of a high school youth choir, and the sound of hyenas in the night. My heart is full. My mind is quiet. In the spirit of Roger, our incredible guide, I have some good news and some very very good news. The good news is that there is always more to share, and the very, very good news is... Namibia, I love you long time. Dankie.