The Longest, Most Memorable Birthday Ever

Today I am 30 years old. As I write, I'm sitting in the the Frankfurt Airport in Germany. Halfway home from India. I went into my 30th year in the best of ways---- journeying through the most incredible experience with the most incredible people.
On my last day in India I squealed through tight alleys via rickshaw ride. I enjoyed lunch with flowers around my neck and in my hands. With teeth clenched together and a big fearful smile, I squealed harder than I thought I could, while Lisa and driver screamed happy birthday en route back to hotel on "india's helicopter" an open 'speedy' took tuk---- on the highway--- believe it or not, one of my favorite moments of the trip (and happy to have shared it with Lisa). I enjoyed a massage courtesy of one of the sweetest girlfriends I have. And I had an amazing last dinner with 12 other women who I wish I was still with right now. I departed for the hotel with an amazing new friend (vegan feasting in California here we come). And with happy tears in my eyes, I smiled SO big as our driver Rahul, pointed to the dark streets and proclaimed, "look there, an elephant. And that is why we call it 'incredible india'"---- and it was in fact, incredible. Our first elephant sighting of the trip. Our last magical moment before arriving to the airport to make this 20 journey home. The longest birthday of my life, my 30th. In twelve hours I will smothering my family with kisses, hugs, and colorful gifts. I'm on the slight verge of tears at the airport, but I am grateful. Grateful for all I have. Dear year thirty, I give you permission to continue being badass.
Thanks for being here--- and thanks for following along on this old lady's journey ;)