I'm Leaving On A Jet Plane

Jun 07, 2005 14:18

Tomorrow is the big day. If I can make it through customs and the airport in general with my loads of crap, the prize will be Seattle.

I feel very strange. Almost like anxiety. It feels weird to come back, sad to leave, and many other things I can't articulate very well. Maybe it is just packing stress.

Things wrapped up nicely-spent my birthday with the kids, and eating cake with terminally ill kids is just so fun. Well, it was nice. A sad little goodbye. Then Emily and I went to the most perfect little isolated beach, where all we did was sing like drunken sailors and I went in the ocean at least 3 times per day. It was so tranquilo, I think the trip can be expressed best in the fact that one morning, we sat on the terrace, right on the beach and played cards. We think, oh, maybe its around 1 now. Oh no. It was 3:30. We had spent more than four hours playing poker like sloths and singing songs.

Then we finished the school tasks. Monografía:DONE. Presentation:PRESENTED.

And today is some last minute errands and mad packing. And probably a big family fiesta.

Mañana kids. Tomorrow evening I will be stateside.

Adios Ecuador.
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