Used a porta-potty to change clothes.
Cleared lava rocks from a patch of dirt to create a place to try and sleep.
Hiked 18 miles, pushing and pulling a handcart...up steep terrain.
Aged 10 years from the weathering of living outdoors 24 hours a day with no shower or protection from wind and sun.
Met and loved teenagers like they were my own.
Felt contentment while seeing families gathered around their campfires.
Woke to sunrises over mountain peaks and attempted to sleep under lavender skies of sunset and black, cloudless nights of endless stars.
Found dirt in every nook and cranny.
Eaten very well...7 meals from a dutch oven.
Driven to Las Vegas and back to drop of Chloe and Hunter at the airport for the first leg of their journey to Italy.
And felt pretty darn grateful for it all too.