Today's class was like a going away party...we told stories, played games, ate lots of food and said goodbye to two students. One has been here for a couple of months and will return in a couple of months but the other has been here 7 months and is not coming back. Of course, for me, they are both goodbyes since I will be gone before the other student returns. The teacher's mother made a traditional tortilla for the occasion. It was delicious.
With my food, the tortilla, and the additions from the other students - it was quite a spread.
Some people said their goodbyes in class. The rest of us went (along with the teacher) to a bar in town after class where we spent the next few hours recounting stories from the last few months in school and in the city. The teacher's brother and his girlfriend and the teacher's boyfriend joined us for a while. Some friends from other classes and from intercambios stopped by to say hello and goodbye as well.
It is hard to believe that in six weeks we will have said our own goodbyes and will be on a plane back to the US.
