The Firsts of Our Lasts

Wow. Only a day and a half left, how did that happen? With our trip coming to an end we have to begin to say goodbye to Guyana, both the places and the people. The places won't be too difficult to let go, we have plenty of pictures and it's always possible to return to a particular spot. The people on the other hand are not as easy to leave behind. It's crazy how invested you can get in someone after only meeting them a few times. I think I can speak for everyone when I say the goodbyes are proving to be more difficult than the introductions.

Yesterday after we got back from Moraikobai, we went out to Mahica for the last time to say our farewells to both our friends at the hospital and the girls' orphanage. We went through our usual routine of getting beat at dominos by Chris and chatting it up with Shelia until it was time to say goodbye. With promises to write and send pictures, we departed with heavy hearts.

Today, we had similar experiences at The Palms. Whether it's Angie and Alexis cracking jokes with Edris, or John listening to music with Mr. Sampson, we've all found people we connect with particularly well, which made it more painful to say goodbye on our last visit. I certainly hope to stay in touch with many of the people I've met on this trip and am traveling home with a few new names in my address book.

Much love from Guyana! See you all soon,

Sam