Bye, Juana.

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September 30, 2015

I have lots to say, but no words. I am currently sitting in the airport in Madrid after saying my last goodbye to the best group of new friends I could have ever imagined making. By pure coincidence, we all managed to get to Menorca from all over the world at the exact same time. Within minutes of walking into the residence in Ciutadella I was laughing with you all. Now, three weeks later, I have no intentions of really saying goodbye. We may have all departed in different directions, flying distances that would take days to cover, but I am sure I'll be seeing you again. This group of random archaeologists were the light of my year so far. I will miss you guys so much, I almost don't Juana talk about it. Whenever I come within 5 feet of tomato paste, I will think of you. Good luck on your travels, wherever they may be. Europe, Australia, America, or even three months in Sudan, enjoy. 

That being said, I can't be sad for too long. Like the rest of them, the travel bug is strong with me. Mom has arrived in Dublin already and I am sure she is somewhere driving in circles backward on a round-about, and is probably 100% unsure of how to exit it. We'll let you know how it ends up. Here's some photos!
At the top of the monastery, September 29, 2015

Tourist photos, September 29, 2015

The Little Mermaid, September 29, 2015 (following this, we sat in a cave and sang "Part of your World" while people stared at us)

Our last hurrah, September 29, 2015

Goodbye garlic water, goodbye lettuce water. September 29, 2015





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