I've started the process of saying goodbye. It's probably not the best way to do it--I should do the whole rip-it-off-like-a-bandaid thing--but whatever. This is a big goodbye and it's strange to think I might very well never see these places/things/people again in my life.
As I was walking home yesterday, I decided to start thinking of things that I wouldn't miss so that I'd feel a little better about leaving. This is as far as I got:
- The smell of smoke and people's alcohol breath.
- The weird eating schedule.
- The milk. (Which I've actually gotten used to.)
- The Euro-Dollar ratio.
- No air-conditioning.
It's not a very persuasive list, but it's a start. And so far, we've said goodbye to . . .
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| . . . the amazing candy shops . . . |
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| . . . chocolate con churros . . . |
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| . . . the photogenic elderly . . . |
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| . . . and the best croissants in the entire world. |
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