Probably one of my last PST walks home through the village of Berivojc and Koretin. Today was long, and frustrating, and I’m ready to not be in Peace Corps summer camp/holding pen anymore. And the next couple days will be equally stressful. The next week or so, realistically. So it was nice to walk alone, head phones in, music up, and just be alone for a little while. I’m even developing some nostalgia for what I lovingly think of as “the potato chip bridge”, because of said’s bridge lack of trustworthy density in some areas. It’s a pretty sketchy bridge, is what I’m saying. It’s one of my favorite parts of the trek home to Topanicë.