Last day.

So, today was my last day at school. It's been quite a week - I've collected chocolate and three hardcover books as gifts, said goodbye to lots of people, slept a lot less than I should have, heard the seventh graders sing a song they wrote about me (to the tune of "Yellow Submarine:" "Katie came to us a year ago, us a year ago . . . ") and felt massively embarrassed and pleased at the same time, sorted through piles of things in my room, encountered a possible crisis with my visa and spent hours worrying about it, officially registered my intent to leave the country with the local government office, and done a lot of thinking.

I'll write at more length tomorrow, but right now I need to go home and pack.

Well, maybe I need a falafel first.