The beginning of the end

With a few random exceptions, I am all packed. I have a backpack ready and an itinerary printed for my trip to Durban, South Africa and Gaborone, Botswana. I have a suitcase, which is heavier than I remember on the trip here, and a travel backpack filled with all the clothes, books, dvds, and other odds and ends that made the guesthouse feel like home for the past 2.5 months. This is my last night sleeping in this bed, sleeping in Kenilworth. Yesterday was my last day with the organization. Now it's just travel and then touristing around Cape Town. It feels surreal that my time here is almost up. While I can't wait for Ari to get here and then to go home, I'm also starting to feel bittersweet about leaving this experience behind me. I'll be away from the internets for the next nine days while I'm traveling. Don't miss me too much. I'll be home before you know it.