im back and i feel like i can safely say that there is no worse feeling than being a grown-ass woman crying by herself in an airport. the 2 weeks that i spent with him though we absolutely GORGEOUS, and a lot of important discussions were had. jan/feb of 2011, costa rrrrica here i come. for good. even though it might be kind of far off, its always good to have something to look forward to and some sense of moving forward. just got to keep the momentum.