It's really ending.

Today is the second to last day of class. Wow.

Rachel and I said goodbye to our Norwegian host sister this morning. That's when it sunk in for me that we're at the end.

One more final tomorrow. Then I have the weekend to say goodbye to Florence.

This is strange.

I don't quite believe it.

If you haven't noticed, I'm a bit short on words right now.

This is an odd feeling.

(Picture: The Arno at night-ish, taken from Ponte Carraia)

The Final Countdown

9 days.

My flight leaves Rome on the 13th of December.

I have 4 more days of class.

It feels unreal, but it also feels like it's time. I love Italy, but it's not home.

Jodie opened Linguaviva this morning for people who wanted to come here and study. I came here to check my email actually, but I'm going to get some studying done as well. As I was walking here, as I do every morning, I noticed that everyone had little dogs with them. I think I just walk to school at dog time of morning, and Saturday is no exception. I miss Rusty. He would fit in in Florence. I should have just brought him with me. :)

Oh, and the picture attached is the view from Piazza Michelangelo. I took it several weeks ago, but I think it's one of the best pictures I have of the city.