The End of Abroad
This morning was bittersweet. I woke up this morning, and began to pack my things around 4am. The addreline rushed through my veins because an hour from that time, I had to be ready for my 5am taxi. I quickly cleaned my room, took a shower, and placed my clothes on myself and inside my luggage. Myself and four others gathered inside the taxi as we headed to the airport.
The three weeks rushed past immensely fast; all of it honestly felt like a week. I want to thank the College of St. Scholastica for allowing this program to be a thing. This has been literally my greatest study abroad experience. 
