I'm leaving the country tomorrow, and I'm feeling both excited and terrified. This moment marks about the twentieth time I have checked my flight dates and times to be sure I haven't made some terrible mistake. And I keep obsessively sifting through my backpack to check for necessary items. Do I have my sunglasses? Bug spray? Hat? Egyptian Arabic phrasebook? (Check, check, check, and check!) I have set up automatic bill pay, arranged to put a hold on my mail, and cleaned my apartment...mostly.
Last night I went out to dinner with some of my closest friends in New Haven. No matter how this trip goes, at least I get to look forward to coming back! Tonight is the last meeting of my Coptic reading group in its current incarnation. One of us is going back to Denmark, another to Germany for the year. I'm the only one left, for now. The absolute best part of this semester has been going to Tilde's place on Friday night, where we sip cold beer, eat homemade guacamole, play board games with her adorable kids, and listen to Depeche Mode. I never even liked that band until now. I guess all the best music reminds you of something good.
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