I think I can write out a pretty decent short story based on this trip. My own form of gonzo. A look into the wanting of getting out, the stress and anxiety you bring with you and realizing that you are yearning to go back to the one you love.
I am going to try and work on this today during lunch. In fact, I am going to hit the showers right now and if I have time before I have to leave, begin outlining it.