I'm perched on a stool by a bar in the rather tiny Berlin Schonefeld airport. I feel a little like a phone who's charge has run right down. I keep plugging it in for fifteen minutes then taking it away to use it but the juice won't last long. I've been running on adrenilin for the last three weeks but finally that has coming to an end and I feel like a particularly thoroughly juiced orange, nothing left in me but pulp...
The 24-7 Round Table and International Leaders Gathering went really well but I'm finding it hard to grasp that it's truly all over! I keep having a fresh moment of realisation and forming a half smile of dissbelief on my weary face.
Lots of hard work, lots of good friends and lots of challenging talk. I'll write a lot more when I can gather my senses. Thank you to everyone who prayed for us. I think in my bleary state I can look back and declare that it was a success. xc