We have 51 days left, and I'm sure they'll fly by, because the last 50 were gone in a blink, but it feels like forever. It still feels like we have so much to do, but then there's also hardly anything left for us to do. If we weren't so excited, I would call it a mess, but the anticipation gives us something to hold on to. I also get the feeling our friends are just ready for us to go so we stop bringing every conversation back around to Peace Corps, Morocco, packing, or any of the other subjects that we've been talking about with more and more regularity.
If anyone wants a nice giggle at how challenging the Darija (might) be for us, look at this link. It'll be fine, right?
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