Well, my bags are packed and weighed, all of my stuff is cleared out of my room, my bedding is in the washer, and somehow sitting here this still feels like my room... My last morning in Istanbul. I really don't know what to say. I'm about to go into Dilko and say goodbye to everyone who is working, and my students. It's been a good year. It's really hard for me to say goodbye to this "home" of mine, and yet I know that this ending is really just the beginning to a new adventure, whatever that may be: coming back in a few months, going to Korea to teach, or any other place that I may end up.
I'm off to London to visit Charlotte and see the sights! As exciting as that is, I'm quite sure that I'm going to be crying the entire way there. It's really neat because Charlotte knows exactly how I feel, having left Istanbul only six or seven months ago. So I'll have someone to cry to that knows what I'm going through.
For now, farewell. I'll see you soon enough.
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I know you were sad to leave - I can see it in your face and hear it in your voice. I, however, am SO glad you're home!
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