Sunday night, Jori and I landed at Newark Airport. After two weeks in Europe, we were a little shell-shocked to be home. Thankfully, my uncle picked us up, which eased the pain.

I woke up early on Monday morning, thanks to the jet lag. It gave me some time to mentally prepare for going back to work. Halfway through my trip I couldn't even fathom being back in New York let alone going into work. Still, when it came time to leave the host and I turned onto Nevins Street with the sun in my face, I felt good. Sometimes, it's nice to have the comforts of a city you know and love.

In short, our trip was unbelievable. There were so many beautiful sites and dozens of wonderful people. Like any trip, it had it snags, but they were overshadowed by the great experiences we had.

I have a fairly detailed travel journal that I'll be posting on this site sooner rather than later. It will likely have it's own mini-site, but we'll see what time allows. No matter what, you'll see some photos on the photo page in the next few days. I finally got all 500 pictures onto my computer last night.

In brief, Cinque Terre was my favorite stop. We had gelato every day and my favorite was in Rome at Gioletti's. We had an amazing tiramisu in Riomaggiore, which is in Cinque Terre. Our hotel in Siena, Hotel Duomo, was unbelievable and worth a little splurge. Nothing was stolen, but Naples ate us alive. Eze, near Nice in France, was a stunning surprise.

I can't wait to show you all the pictures and tell you all of our stories.