I made vrai spaghetti for my family ce soir. I don’t think they liked it, though I thought it was fantastic. They ate it out of politeness, but they had rice ready to mange when we were done. We’re in the end game now, having finished our last presentation this morning and having only the language test on Monday before all necessary assignments are finished.
There is a decided mix of fear and excitement in the air as we prepare to leave for site. And where as a week ago we seemed fed up with each other, there is a marked friendliness between nearly everyone as we realize that we won’t really see much of each other after next week. This is especially true for those fellow volunteers in separate regions.
