The last night of training

So there we were all gathered around the table for one final meal together. Wow what a week, I thought to myself at the table. It was amazing how we became friends in that short amount of time. I was also surprise at how willing they were to let a stranger into there class and room.

I was also thinking here is my last American meal before we all head for home and then off to our assignments. Wait do I remember enough to make it in Costa Rico? Do I remember how to do my budget? Do I have this or that? That week went by so fast and all the different topics and people that taught was all of a sudden gone.

Then the wounderful smell of the food hit my nose again. So we ate all together in our best clothes and aound a table set up as if we were at a wedding. But we talked and shared memories and laughed and ate. Just enjoying all the fellowship of the event.