Last day in Dren

Today was my last day in Dren. It was a normal Sunday day. But not really. My house is super clean, I would like to say cleaner then when I moved in. Bags are packed, I might not be able to move with my backpack on (enjoy of travel in winter and no Target near by), things are sorted boxs and bags for the orphanage and other PCVs. Along with a Skype call to home.

It really hasn't hit me or I should say really smack me in the head hit me that I'm leaving for good not just some 10 days trip. I don't know what I feel. Its mostly confusion, its hard to wrap my head around it beacuse for so long I have told friends and family see you soon meaning year not 60 some days. Its also a chapter in my life that is about done and I have no clue where the next one is. The Peace Corps will always be a part of me, along with the all the people from Bulgaria, and a huge part my new family of PCVs.

So as I go to bed tonight- I hopes I can sleep- its my last time in this home and my bed, which is well...amazing, confusing, and sad all at the same time.

In the morning (I hope) I will be off to Sofia where I will meet up with my group that are left to hang out and mostly de process and have some time to still be in Bulgaria but not at site. It will be nice to have time to make last Bulgaria jokes and talk over the past 2 years. Along with plan the next chapters in all our lives, the post Peace Corps.