I am on page 235 of "Love in the Time of Cholera", we just left the beach, I have accomplished a (minimal, in my opinion) tan, bought souvenirs, and put away my bathing suit and sundress for the last time, and come to the sudden realization that we will be packing tonight.
It's very strange to be ending this trip as it feels like the longest, most focused vacation I've ever been on. I truly left all my worries at home and have done a great job not thinking about work or the spiders in my bedroom. I have truly enjoyed speaking this much Italian and have an eagerness to learn a lot more. It's hard to predict how I will really feel on the plane coming back home... Because on the other hand, I miss my family, plus Cody and Zacchaeus, and my friends and roommate, and I miss (believe it or not) our entertainment culture - Hanson news, the Presidential & VP debates, new movies, "The Hills", etc. I'm also looking forward to settling into a new church home, moving into a 3BR townhouse, starting to plan for Candidate Orientation (yup, I got accepted!), and starting up weekly meetings with my small group girls again (who I miss dearly).
So this is life- we'll be leaving Alghero (and the entire island of Sardegna) tomorrow afternoon and heading back to Rome (which feels like an entirely different world from where we are now), seeing some last-minute sights and eating our very last Italian meal on this trip (so it better be a good one!). Then enduring a grueling 9.5 hour flight home on Saturday before returning to "normalcy", whatever that is...
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