Here Comes Goodbye

It’s the last week here and I feel as if I should reflect on the trip a bit. The weirdest thing was today when I packed my bags. I automatically pictured myself at the airport and going home with them and it’s exciting to be clean again but I feel like the trip shouldn’t be ending yet. At the beginning it felt like we had all been living with each other forever when it had only been a week. Now that we have been living together forever, I feel like it’s only been a week and everything is just starting. It’s really hard for me to picture a routine at Truman and back in the States but I guess I have to pretty quick. I’m ready for some time away and time to myself without 24 other people being around. I’m also ready to be able to go into a public place and speak English and have the workers understand me. I’m ready to not have to hike 20-30 minutes to get anywhere. I’m ready to drive my car with my music playing and the windows down. I’m not ready to leave the tropical weather or the sun. I’m not ready to give the experience of living at La MICA and with 24 other people. I’m not ready to go back to scheduled classes, tests and studying again. I’m not ready to leave Panama yet, but I am ready at the same time.