As opposed to decompressing, now I'm preparing. Organizing photographs. Writing out sequences of happenstance. Getting everything ready for Monday, when I plan to start telling the story of our trip to Trinidad. There's at least two or three days worth of stuff there. Maybe even more.
The best thing about the whole trip, though, was the fact that Louie and I got to be together as we never have before. The teenage years are long behind him. The rebellious years are done. We got to see each other as men, as equals, as Father and Son - not Parent and Child.
I am so proud of him. He is a fine young man and he acquitted himself well on the trip. He has some things to learn about travel and traveling, but he is also an eager student. He learns quickly.
He wants to go back to Trinidad - to work in the States for a while, save up some money, and go live there for a while. I don't blame him. If I were his age, and single, I would do that very thing.
In a heartbeat.