Winding Down

As the semester comes to an end, so does this incredible journey. Most people left yesterday, a few more today, and waking up alone in the upstairs of Highstead was very weird. I heard Sarah and her loud voice leaving for the last time this morning, and will no longer have my new friends only a yell away. It was an unbelievable semester, but I am beginning to see how when I get home these past five months will seem like a dream, so I am trying to soak every last ounce of this that I can. All of the people that I have met here have all been unique and brought something different to the table. Many have helped me to think about myself and ways to improve upon who I am now. I have also learned many lessons from them AS WELL, providing new opinions and outlooks on the world around me. I have just finished packing up the rest of my apartment, as Adam left last night, and I am about to move to another place for the next week an a half. At this point I am trying not to think about how weird it is, being in this new environment without all of the people whom I have experienced, learned, and lived here with, but rather focus on getting excited for the first African World Cup ever. It will be exciting to be here for it, but I am no longer a resident, I am now looked at as a tourist here for the World Cup, and that sucks. I do not feel like a tourist, but will be viewed as one. I know the ins and outs of Rondesbosch and surrounding towns like they are my own. From here on out this is a new experience for the next 10 days, and I'm sure it will be an incredible one that I will too remember forever, yet very different from my first 5 months in Africa. Thank you to all my new friends for making these last 5 months incredible. See everyone at home in 10 days exactly!