Back in central Ohio. Got into Port Columbus around midnight Eastern, only to be informed that the airline "lost" my luggage. Not to worry, they said, because they knew where it was, they would just have to deliver it to where I was staying today. Right. Of all the passengers, mine were the only two bags (both of them, including the computer) "misplaced." Got them back early this afternoon with a nice "TSA inspected" ticket inside them. Searched them for dope, kiddie porn and explosives -- nothing obvious, not even the doughnut crumbs from the TSA inspector's lips. (However I haven't had time to look at the computer files.) I'll have to get me a new laptop when I can, I think, and I've already thrown away the medicines. Same with the tea bags. If they ever do decide they've had enough of me they'll try to make it look like natural causes.
I'll take the rest of the day to decompress and try to internalize and evaluate the incredible experiences of the past days. I've met some wonderful folks, not the least of whom were the Bundys. It will take me a while to go through my emails and release comments to the blog and I've only got an hour on the library computer. More later, if possible.