Blergh… Too many feelings. Tomorrow I swear in and become a real Peace Corps volunteer. Very sad to leave Topanicë, Kamenicë, and my wonderful training host family. Very excited to get started on my real work. This is far from my first round of goodbyes, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
[The photo above is not Topanicë but a village a few miles away, which I passed on my last run this morning.]
I’m gonna miss living almost on top of some of my favorite Topanice peeps! Also, peace out Hotel Jehona!
My host mother gave this traditional [Albanian] Kosovar newlywed bride’s outfit to me. It’s handmade and incredibly beautiful.
I probably won’t ever be able to wear it out and about in Kosovo because of its cultural significance but it’s still an incredible gift.
This morning, the goodbyes began in earnest. Goodbye recklessly large cups of Turkish coffee. Goodbye day-off, pre-breakfast/pre-run treats.
Goodbye rolling hills between the Topanicë and Bllatë!
Goodbye kopshti peppers and tomatoes!
This isn’t a goodbye but Cait gave me a haircut and it was really fun, despite the skepticism on my face here.
One of the toughest goodbyes: Mejreme and little Norela (who is already growing so quickly!!).
Goodbye late-night cafe trips with my host brother Elham and Mejreme! We went out for coffee early on and difference between the awkward, stiltedness of that conversation and how much we were able to chat tonight, for me, was so much more of a passing LPI grade than any formal interview.