Day Thirteen: Departure

I've packed. I've repacked. Then I repacked again. But now, in a few minutes, my cousin and then Lena are supposed to show up and I'll be on my sad way home. Still owe myself, and whoever else is reading this, I suppose, five days worth of adventures but that will have to wait till I am safely in New York. I loved it here. I'd love to stay longer (a year or five, maybe). Desperately hope to come back again. I have a pocketful of small change, might not be a bad idea to find some fountain and dump it in there. For now it's a good bye, though. See you all soon.