i know rick and i will go back around Oct.28,29th-Nov. 6,7th...this year...Lisa will go back at this time too. I just got back from a "carnival"..it was weird, not once did i stop thinking about AC! The sun dropped down on my shoulders and face, but it wasn't the same!! The sky was blue, but it wasn't the same. There were people all around me, but it wasn't the same!! Then what to my yearning ears do i hear?? A faint sound of reggae, echoing to near. So blindly i stumbled in the direction of this, hoping a rasta man i would not miss. When i found the source i stood in silence...i thought "there's sand between my toes, and i started to tear, and then i looked down, only red dirt was there. I wiggled my toes, imaging it was sand, expecting to see Trevor, Mark, Willie, Tammy, Rashell or instead there were strangers, rude as could be......ok, i did not mean for this to snowball...point being, i felt like a stranger in my own "home"..