Today has been uneventful and VERY LONG. Why do the hours seem to crawl when you are anxiously awaiting something?
The morning was spent packing. The afternoon we tried to walk to the park but got rained on, so now we are in the room watching some silly movie.
All day we've been saying "This is our last lunch in Colombia. Tonight is our last dinner in Colombia. Tonight is our last sleep in Colombia. Tomorrow is our last breakfast in Colombia." Can you tell we're all a little excited?
This will be my last post from Colombia. Tonight I'm going to Skype with family and friends then pack up the computer and be out the door tomorrow morning at 10:30am. I'm sure none of us will sleep tonight:)