I stood outside the airport in Lisbon with a bunch of retiree tourists from the West Coast. They were excitedly snapping group pictures as we waited for the shuttle that would take us to our hotel. It was late afternoon and the summer weather was gorgeous, but I hardly noticed the sunny skies and the cool breeze. I was too tired from a long flight from Ottawa and a little bit flabbergasted at the turn of events in the past few hours, the past few days, and the past few weeks.