After three weeks in Peru, we were really fortunate to get to go back to Okinawa for one last week. It was hard, but not so hard as I thought it would be. Seeing friends one last time, getting some closure on our projects, and saying a proper farewell just what i needed.
Here's how we spent our final days in Oki:
we squeezed all our loved ones
had one last great afternoon with my mom's club
threw some good hoe downs with our catholic buds (this one was an old people and infants party)
spent a lot of hours with friends, enjoying their company. It was tough explaining why we have to leave early, but everyone was so understanding
did everything we could to wrap up our projects
(Tom, on our very last day in Bolivia, bought the lab for our water cooperative -yippeeeee!)
spent one lsat hour waiting outside the mayor's office, then an hour in it wondering, as usual, what on earth he's talking about
gave our friends our bikes and furniture and clothes and forks and spoons and books and everything else in the house that could be put to use
burned all the papers we'd collected over the last year and a half (the peace corps doesn't skimp on manuals)
had our last supper with our japanese mom and dad, Tomoko and Gorge
i will miss these feasts!
threw another party to celebrate marie's 27th bday, my thirtieth, and my and tom's fifth year anniversary
emptied the house and piled up all the things to take with us or ship home
And off we went.
And so begins the next adventure. . .
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